little by little.

Jenny and I went with Mr. Schleicher’s wife Mary to visit him again at St. Cloud Prison. It was our second trip. And I have a funny story, though it may be one of those “you had to be there” moments.

I called Jenny on Thursday evening to have her remind me of the rules for attire when visiting a prison inmate. Things like no hats, jackets/hoodies, anything too revealing… I also looked at the website to make sure I didn’t forget anything. However, when we arrived, my heart sunk when I realized I was wearing a bra with an underwire. Not allowed. Gulp.

The employee gave me tools to remove the wires from my bra – otherwise, I was to sit and wait for 2 hours while Mary and Jenny visited. So, I went in the bathroom with the nail clipper and tweezers I was given and attempted to cut the wires out of my expensive VS bra. After awhile with no luck, I called Jenny in to help me. Don’t ask me why they didn’t have a scissors for me to use, but the fabric on this particular well-constructed garment was not budging.

Then Jenny realized she was wearing a tank top with a built-in bra, and she was also wearing a sports bra, and offered it to me. Those of you that have seen me my best friend know that our body types are not similar in the slightest. Jenny looks like a gazelle – tall, lean, graceful. I’m none of those things, but I am quite well-endowed (okay, this is just getting awkward). The idea of Laura wearing Jenny’s bra is laughable. Square peg in a round hole, or something along those lines. But it fit fine (divine intervention?) and I was able to enjoy a 2-hour visit without being too uncomfortable.

So, maybe it’s not as much a “you had to be there” story, but a “it’s funnier if you have physically seen the difference in body shapes of L and J”. Mary got a kick out of it, at least.

Anna, Brandie, and I are signing up to run a 5K in October. Some of you may remember that I started to train for this last year, but training was cut short when I discovered the race was over homecoming weekend at St. Olaf and I wasn’t to leave campus. Well, here’s to another try. I will begin training soon, using the Couch to 5K plan that I found online. I don’t have what you would call a “runner’s body”. So.

I will be heading off of the Hill from Wednesday to Sunday of this week. Plans include my sister’s baby shower, spending time with grandparents, dinner with Sarah and Andy, a second visit to St. Cloud Prison, and a bachelorette party getaway. Will return with some stories, I imagine.

Single Ladies dance update : first 22 seconds memorized. This may take awhile. Which brings me to something else I lack = Beyonce’s figure.

Anna got me on a crafting kick lately. Here is what I have accomplished –

I found a bunch of clear vases in my cupboard, and they were boring me. So I painted a few of them different colors. I may keep them, I may give some away as gifts at some point.

I made soap for the first time. It was really easy, actually – you can buy glycerin soap at most craft stores. Melt it in the microwave, add coloring and a scent, and pour it into a mold. They were hardened within an hour.

I added some green ribbon to a cute bag I own from Land’s End (a bridesmaid gift from Kate). Just wanted to give it a little something extra.

I made chocolate suckers – flowers, smiley faces, Sesame Street characters, music notes in light chocolate and white chocolate (colored blue). It brought back memories of my days working at Lynn’s Cake & Candy Supplies in high school. One of the best jobs I’ve ever had.

On our to-do list this summer includes beading, stamping, and making friendship bracelets like 10-yr olds. Anyone have any fun, easy ideas to share? It’s going to be a fun summer.

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My sister-in-law Sara gave birth to a beautiful baby girl this morning at 3:10 am. My Goddaughter, Emelia Caroline Fuller, weighs 8 lb 12 oz and measures 21.5 inches. Her nickname will be Emmy – I just love it. What a perfect name. And her big sister Megan can already say it perfectly. I was told that Megan loved holding her (there’s a cute video of that) and she cried when they took Emmy away from her lap and said “please”. Sam and I enjoyed visiting Sara and Emmy at the hospital today, but I was sad I missed Ben & Megan (nap time for them both). Ben, Sara, Megan & Emmy — what a perfect family. We love you, Fullers.

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Someday…

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Brandon is one of our very best friends in the entire universe. And I say “our” wholeheartedly because we both have special bonds with him. Sam and Brandon had the same double-major in college and have grown close over the years. Brandon started as one of my RAs at UWRF, became my co-worker at Viterbo, and classmate at UWL, though a year behind. He was in our wedding, we visit each other, talk fairly frequently… he’s the brother we never had.

Brandon leaves soon for his new position as a Hall Coordinator at the University of Iowa. We had to get one more day o’ fun in before he ditches out (he reminded me that WE were the ones who left HIM last year – but that’s beside the point). We met up at the Minnesota Zoo in Apple Valley yesterday.

I told Brandon and Sam that if they were zoo animals, I think they would both be giraffes. Brandon asked me what I would be, and unfortunately, the answer is probably a damn wild boar.

After the zoo, we went for dinner at the Red Robin. Due to a discussion about nose piercings, we also stopped at Aloha Monkey, and I left with a studded nose, thanks to Ryan Malone. Pictures available on Facebook/Twitter. I’m sure that there are people who view my spontaneity as slightly insane, but that’s fine. And Sam loves it (he’s to blame for it in the first place).

There is one TV show that I refuse to miss. It makes me cry nearly every week, and it moves me in so many different directions. I’m always ashamed to admit that I love So You Think You Can Dance, but there is no reason to feel this way. I don’t mean to diss American Idol, because I have watched a few seasons of it and understand how it’s an entertaining show, but I have never felt that I can connect as much with the contestants as I can on SYTYCD. The way they move their bodies, the emotions that they portray through dance…  hip hop, crunk, samba, salsa, broadway, ballet, contemporary, jazz, Bollywood, on and on. It’s just the best thing on TV.

Sam loves it too. For all the non-believers out there. That should say something.

Here’s a video of some of last year’s crew on Ellen:

On a slightly related note, I have vowed to learn the “Single Ladies” dance this summer. I need a new song to embarrass myself with at weddings.

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Sam and I recently attended the wedding of our dear friend Patrick in Edgerton, Minnesota.IMG_6319 Pat is 3 years older than us, and we grew up together at church. We were part of a very active youth group and were lucky enough to be provided with a sickeningly large number of close, reliable, and loving friends. He met Nicole while they attended St. Cloud State University, and we love her as well. Unfortunately neither of Sam’s sisters and their husbands were able to attend. Sara and Ben couldn’t travel that far with a baby due any day now, and Abby and Dave reside in Yakima, Washington. They were all missed very much.

We rode to Edgerton (about 3.5 hours southwest of Northfield) with our good friend Todd, who proved to be our entertainment for the weekend. See a photo of the best man to the right. We probably played over 6 hours of “name that tune” from my iPod. Sam rocked the indy portions while Todd owned at nineties alternative and pop. Todd also shared the most hilarious story I have ever heard, involving a toilet. Ask me sometime if you want to know, although it may be funnier if you know him.

As Todd fretted about his best man speech, Sam and I were nervous about reading scripture for the wedding. We were honored to be asked, and to be able to spend Friday with the wedding party, but we definitely rehearsed some Philippians and Deuteronomy beforehand. Friday night’s rehearsal dinner was held at a small coffee shop in Edgerton (a very, very tiny town with one main road). After, we went to a bar on the lake (connected to our motel) and enjoyed some drinks and each other’s company. Funniest moment of the evening : in the car that day, John Michael Montgomery’s song “Sold – the Grundy County Auction” came on and Todd and I sang it by heart – we joked about it being our karaoke song. That night when the 2 of us were waiting for some drinks, that song came on and we about died. It isn’t what you would call a common karaoke tune – I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone attempt it before. For the record, he was horrible.

Saturday came, and the wedding was beautiful. One of the best parts was hearing Chris sing/play the piano. I had to IMG_6382read my verse right after he performed, so I was a little sniffly, but it went just fine. Sam too. I have never seen Patrick so happy – he was grinning from ear to ear the entire day. There was free wine (for me) and beer (for Sam) at the reception. I remember being first in line for the $ dance with Pat. After that, things get a bit fuzzy until I recall taking 20 pictures of Adam sleeping on the floor in our motel room. Apparently I willingly did my dance to “Beat It” at the reception and was cheered on (and laughed at?) by the crowd. Sam took a video. I deleted it without even so much as glancing at it. “Patilla Ice” also grabbed the mic and rapped for the crowd. It was a great reception – we all enjoyed ourselves. On Sunday I told Todd that he and I were the life of the party. He replied, “You were, Laura, and I was just riding on your coattails”. Bummer of the weekend : we left our gift from the happy couple at the coffee shop from Friday night – gift cards to Chipotle and Erbs & Gerbs. Ugh.