Feels Like Home

With any change, there is this period of adjustment – some are very simple and some take a much longer. Moving to Brighton was definitely one of those periods that took longer than I expected.

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“You’re Too Nice”

When I first moved to Boston (and even now) I get asked the same question over and over. And by over and over I mean that someone has asked me this question at least once a week since the move. “You’re not from here are you?” “Nope” “Where are you from?” “Minnesota! Moved here in…

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Snow in the City

After a snow storm is all said and done – you better have a shovel in your car to shovel yourself out. And if you do that, you better have something to put in your parking spot.

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The Vikings and the 730 Tavern

Now that I have had a couple of days to mourn the tragedy that was Sunday night football, I would like to share a story with you. One that really emphasizes the fact that I am the nicest masshole.

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Origin of The Nicest Masshole

New roommate, new puppy friend for Mika, new license plates, new cottage cheese brands, a WHOLE new way of driving, hoping for a new job. Everything was new. 

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