Today actually got off to a good start. I was sad to say goodbye to Andrea and Anna, but was excited about going to The Mall of America. And the day got even better when I saw signs for Laura Ingalls Wilder Information. I loved the Little House on the Prairie books and TV show, and couldn’t help but pull an impromptu detour to find out more. It took a while, but the signs finally led to a building in Menomonie, Wisconsin. There they had what appeared to be hand drawn maps and mimeographed brochures that led you to all the Little House sites in six states! I knew I’d never make it to the Mall if I tried to get to one of the sites today, so I’ll get up early and try to find one tomorrow.
Wrong choice. I should’ve blown off the Mall. Yes, it’s huge. Yes, it has all sorts of cool, different stores, like a great photo archive store, but I have a whole room full of craft stuff back home that I never do anything with and will need to get rid of when I move to the city, so I didn’t even let myself go in. It also has all the normal stores. In fact, the only thing I bought was from the Nordstrom Rack, and I could’ve done that in Framingham, Mass!
I really just wasn’t in a shopping mood. It would’ve been better if Nick was there – he would’ve loved it. Or if some of my girlfriends were with me. Or if I had money to blow. I kept thinking how I’d much rather be at a Minnesota Vikings or Timberwolves or Twins game or a concert or show – just not shopping! (I think there really might be something wrong with me…) The one highlight was that I did finally get my manicure and pedicure while I was there. My feet are much happier now. After that, though, I gave up. I knew I was just going to wander aimlessly and get even more tired and grouchy so I left. My apologies to all the women of America for letting you down. Just couldn’t be Shopping Queen today.
So yes, this blog entry has the world’s shortest slideshow. Guess I just had to show that I actually went to Mall of America, that there’s a full amusement park in the middle of it and let you all see how the boys of Minnesota spend their time (last pic). That made me laugh.
I suppose they can’t all be good days, right? One dud day out of seven ain’t bad. I think tomorrow will be better, so long as I get some sleep… Oh – and as soon as I got to the motel I turned the TV on and Little House on the Prairie was on. It’s a sign!
Amy's America 