A tipi-like structure marks every rest area in South Dakota. This particular rest area is on I-29 at the Vermillion exit, and this may have been my second stop here (ever) because it’s only 8 miles from home. (The first being a geocaching adventure.)
My college buddy Brian, his wife Kaitlyn and I drove to South Dakota for the weekend for a 40-hour adventure. It turns out you can stay pretty busy, even in a small town.
– Horseback riding on Sandman and Barney the mule
– Visit to the tri-state area with a loop down Dakota Ave in South Sioux City, Nebraska
– Lunch in Sioux City, Iowa (Amen for Chick-fil-A!)
– A visit to Palmer Candy for their cherry Twin Bing bars, a Midwestern favorite.
– A visit to Vermillion, South Dakota to tour the National Music Museum
– Church and then dinner at Los Amigos, one of two sit down restaurants in my hometown, and some of the best Mexican food north of the border.
I’d love to say that taking this photo only took a New York Minute. But, mirror + window + self-portrait = fairly difficult (like 30 minutes). At least it was easier than my birthday photo. And this photo.
After 13 months at Target working on a project that involves reporting about events, I actually attended my first Target event in New York City. Target celebrated 50 years with partners and friends in a Chelsea warehouse. And I finally met Bullseye!
This year, we got to the church in time and snagged some seats at one of my favorite churches, the Basilica of the Sacred Heart at Notre Dame, Ind.
It was a super soggy Saturday in South Bend, but that didn’t dampen anyone’s enthusiasm to see Notre Dame (fortunately) win against Stanford in overtime.
Every year since we graduated from MBA school in 2007, some friends and I have met each fall for a Notre Dame football game. 2012 was no different. We flew in and drove from many parts: Chicago, Nashville, Minneapolis, Vermont, Connecticut, and Washington State to South Bend–a place we once called home. And for a three-day weekend (now with six kids along), we kicked leaves around campus, gathered at Bond Hall for the marching band, joined the crowd in the stadium bleachers, reminisced old tales, and shared our latest adventures.
One of the great things about Notre Dame is the geographic diversity of people I met in grad school. The downside? All those close friends have moved back to cities far and wide, and we only see each other all together once a year. But we make the time count. And, I can always count on our time being a blast!