Our Time in Crosby...and Minot

As usual, our time here has flown. We pack up tomorrow and leave early Thursday morning. We will be picking up Clark at Minot International Airport at 10:30 am. It is a two hour drive in a "normal" vehicle. We are thinking of leaving Crosby around 5:30 am to make sure we get there in time. It has been warm (mid to high 80's) and humid here. Supposed to be 93 here tomorrow. Our little house on the prairie (did I mention it is really "our little house at the edge of town?") is sans air conditioning. That's French for I sweat while I'm sleeping even if I'm not having a hot flash. We have had fun at the Crosby pool -open from 1-5 and 7-9 every day. $3/person for afternoon session, or $2 for evening session. You can also buy a family season pass for $75. Last Wednesday Donna, the girls, and I went to Minot. Sarah got her ears pierced at The Icing store at the mall (same place Maggie got hers pierced 2 years ago). Not sure why they weren't impressed with the repeat customers from Indiana. Anyway, then LaDawn and Emma joined us at 10 North Main, a restaurant owned (in part) by Josh Duhamel, for dinner. The silent partner is hot, and so was the restaurant. They have an oak-fired grill and the a/c was not able to keep up. As always (yes, I frequent the joint hoping for a sighting) the food was delicious. We completed our day on the town at Minot State University. No, we didn't go binge drinking. The kids were with us. We saw "Breaking Up Is Hard to Do." Really cute musical with a bunch of Neil Sedaka tunes. If you don't know who Neil Sedaka is, stop reading this post immediately and go Google him. We attended the wedding of the son of one of Scott's high school buddies on Saturday. Lovely wedding. You know how someone always has to try to upstage the bride? Well, this time it was me. Fell flat on me arse on the sidewalk after leaving the church. Nice. Clark was a block ahead of me, so there was no opportunity to bring him down with me. Fun reception, nice people, good dancing. The girls have had lots of fun riding their four-wheelers. Yesterday, Maggie was doing a little trick riding while Sarah recorded her . . . up until the moment after Maggie was thrown from the thing like a rag doll. At that point, all you can see is Sarah's finger and the ground and hear Sarah screaming Maggie's name. Like my parents before me, I was nowhere to be found while all this was going on. I keep telling them not to do stupid shit like we did when we were kids, but they won't listen. Back to the reason for this blog. After turning heads at the airport, we are heading south to the Black Hills and Mt. Rushmore. We were going to hit the Corn Palace in Mitchell, SD but will have to do it another time. I'm sure by now you are beating back your feelings of jealousy, so I better sign off. More after we meet up with Clark as he provides me with most of my material...