Hello from frigid Minneapolis! I am late as usual in posting about Christmastime at my parents' home in western Pennsylvania. But better late than never, right?
I headed to Pennsylvania several days before Christmas, and landed in a tiny airplane in Erie just hours before a large snowstorm hit. As last Christmas was not a white Christmas, we were very happy to have snow - which is good, because we got about 10 inches before Christmas.
My parents live outside of a small town, literally in the middle of the forest. Going to their house is like going on vacation to a woodland retreat - no sirens and noisy neighbors to disrupt my slumber here!
View of the back yard by night
Front entrances
View of the back yard from the solarium
Back yard and deck
Christmas tree inside of the bow window
Although there are no children around our house on Christmas, my younger brother's fiance brings her Boston terrier and sometimes even her Jack Russell terrier to our house to open presents. The dogs are a great substitute for children!
Let me help you with that wrapping paper!
Did someone say presents?!
You're not opening them fast enough....
Enough presents, time for fetch.
Is it for me?
You obviously need some help, too.
It's.....CHOCOLATE!
The best present I received this year was definitely my grandfather's old trumpet, which my mom discovered at his house this summer. It probably hasn't been played since the 1940s, but I hope to change that!
Monday, January 21, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Christmas Season in the Twin Cities
Happy New Year, dear readers!
I hope you experienced a warmer New Year's Eve than we did here in Minneapolis. The subzero temperatures last evening made ringing in the new year a bit painful, but we still managed to enjoy ourselves.
Now that the Christmas season is over, I finally have time to post about what I have been doing the past few weeks. And why now, you ask? Well, I fully overbooked myself the first three weeks of December with Christmas parties and events, overtime at work, and trumpet lessons (my newfound adult hobby). And the snowstorm in the Midwest in early December made driving (and therefore my Christmas shopping) rather difficult. But enough lamenting!
For several years I have wanted to see the Russian ballet. In early December I finally got my chance. We went to the Orpheum, one of downtown Minneapolis' many historical theaters, to see the Nutcracker. The music, dancing, and costumes were wonderful, and the performance was just the thing to get us in the mood for Christmas.
Lobby of the theater
The same weekend of the Nutcracker ballet, I was to host a German Christmas party (Adventskaffee) for one of my former adult German classes. I was very excited, as this was to be the first party in my apartment (despite already living here for an entire year). The menu included almond crescent cookies (Vanillekipferl), Nutella torte, and Gluehwein (German mulled wine). I had also bought some German fruit cake (Stollen) and German spice cookies. I decorated my apartment enthusiastically in anticipation of the party.
However, heavy snow fell throughout the night before the party, and by noon of the day of the party, there was almost 10 inches of wet snow on the ground, creating very dangerous driving conditions. I sadly informed my students that the party would have to be postponed until January, and began consuming the two dozen leftover almond crescent cookies.
Front gates of my building
Kitchen window
The garlands were hung, with no guests to be seen...
Courtyard in front of the building
My apartment: first floor, right-hand side
My kitchen and living room windows
Almond crescent cookies, longing to be eaten...
French doors from the living room into the kitchen
My 16 inch Christmas tree...
...with a little silver trumpet!
I was naturally curious to see what my neighborhood looked like under the heavy blanket of snow (especially since we had so little snow last year), so I tramped up the street in the twilight.
Harriet Avenue: street in front of my building
It's Minnesota: why wouldn't you bike during a snowstorm?
Street in my neighborhood
No bicycle EVER deserves to be treated like this.
Bryant Avenue: probably my favorite street in the neighborhood.
The view of the college and Loring Park from my office. As you can see, the snow has not
disturbed the morning commute of this cyclist.
I hope you experienced a warmer New Year's Eve than we did here in Minneapolis. The subzero temperatures last evening made ringing in the new year a bit painful, but we still managed to enjoy ourselves.
Now that the Christmas season is over, I finally have time to post about what I have been doing the past few weeks. And why now, you ask? Well, I fully overbooked myself the first three weeks of December with Christmas parties and events, overtime at work, and trumpet lessons (my newfound adult hobby). And the snowstorm in the Midwest in early December made driving (and therefore my Christmas shopping) rather difficult. But enough lamenting!
For several years I have wanted to see the Russian ballet. In early December I finally got my chance. We went to the Orpheum, one of downtown Minneapolis' many historical theaters, to see the Nutcracker. The music, dancing, and costumes were wonderful, and the performance was just the thing to get us in the mood for Christmas.
Lobby of the theater
The same weekend of the Nutcracker ballet, I was to host a German Christmas party (Adventskaffee) for one of my former adult German classes. I was very excited, as this was to be the first party in my apartment (despite already living here for an entire year). The menu included almond crescent cookies (Vanillekipferl), Nutella torte, and Gluehwein (German mulled wine). I had also bought some German fruit cake (Stollen) and German spice cookies. I decorated my apartment enthusiastically in anticipation of the party.
However, heavy snow fell throughout the night before the party, and by noon of the day of the party, there was almost 10 inches of wet snow on the ground, creating very dangerous driving conditions. I sadly informed my students that the party would have to be postponed until January, and began consuming the two dozen leftover almond crescent cookies.
Front gates of my building
Kitchen window
The garlands were hung, with no guests to be seen...
Courtyard in front of the building
My apartment: first floor, right-hand side
My kitchen and living room windows
Almond crescent cookies, longing to be eaten...
French doors from the living room into the kitchen
My 16 inch Christmas tree...
...with a little silver trumpet!
I was naturally curious to see what my neighborhood looked like under the heavy blanket of snow (especially since we had so little snow last year), so I tramped up the street in the twilight.
Harriet Avenue: street in front of my building
It's Minnesota: why wouldn't you bike during a snowstorm?
Street in my neighborhood
No bicycle EVER deserves to be treated like this.
Bryant Avenue: probably my favorite street in the neighborhood.
The view of the college and Loring Park from my office. As you can see, the snow has not
disturbed the morning commute of this cyclist.










































