While I was back on Minnesotan soil a few weeks ago, tree hungry storms swept through the Minneapolis area downing trees and power lines like nobody’s business. On Friday night, I’m standing at the sink, doing the dishes, when it started to rain. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, the wind started to pick up. The rain is going horizontal, the wind is CRAZY. I rush out to enclosed porch to watch, because let’s face it- crazy thunderstorm deprived Alaskan girl likes this storm. Thunks on the roof from trees limbs falling. The lights starts to flicker. Then-
That didn’t resolve itself in our area for 48 hours.
I’m doing alright. I’m thinking- SWEET. Adventure. Complicates things a bit, but nothing we can’t handle.
Saturday morning rolls around and I’m gearing up for an engagement shoot that afternoon, 2 dead camera batteries, and no where to charge them. Okokoko, we can handle this. NOT a big deal. I’ll just drive to Caribou (goodness knows there at least 40,000 in the Minneapolis area) to get a little bit of breakfast and charge up.
I get in my car.
Drive past the one in Long Lake because Long Lake has no power.
Drive to Wayzata. Traffic lights are out- no power there.
Drive to Ridgedale. Caribou- CLOSED.
Drive to Plymouth. Stand in line with everyone and their brother to get breakfast only to have no where to sit and charge my batteries.
Drive to my old host family’s house. Try and break in, but end unsuccessful. Left me key in Alaska- classic.
Drive to the OTHER Caribou in Plymouth. Stand in line with everyone and their BROTHER’S brother- AGAIN. Get my sandwich, look around- absolutely NO where to sit.
Drive back to host family’s house. Break in through the back to the four seasons porch. Outlet’s EVERYWHERE- SCORE.
Spend a decent few hours charging up my batteries, and head to Minnehaha Falls just in time for the sun to show its beautiful face for our shoot.
This is Sarah, whom some of you earlier BBM followers met with her son last year. Sarah is wicked crazy badass of a mom and woman. She is a powerhouse with the way she provides, loves, and cares for the people in her life- especially her son. She has taken such good care of me through these past few years, extending not only her couch and food but also her ears and wisdom to me, which I will always be grateful for.
Sarah meets Dave.
A unfairly fit and delicious gorgeous personal trainer.
He takes care of her more than well, which I think is lovely.
The look of a total satisfaction after a complete conquer of a mini make out session in the park.
And get yourselves ready to enjoy some more come wedding time this August.