Some of Minneapolis' finest (and funniest)
came out to eat Ethiopian food,
share stories of dungeons and colons,
and watch the cowboy parade pass by outside.
(saturday night on Lake Street, kids)
I got photos of Meryl's finished/healed leg.
I never know how to photograph these big tattoos.
Some tattoo artists do some fancy frankenstein photoshop stuff,
but it looks so weird sometimes.
It's a big tattoo, here's a couple angles.
Minneapolis has been so beautiful lately,
and there's lots of blooming around Louderhorn Inn happening.
April came at the perfect time this year.
And what's better than Sunday brunch at Seward Cafe?
When the back patio is open.
The first meal eaten outside in a couple months:
And lastly,
Meryl got a fun little one minute video
of me tattooing the birdhouse on Shoes the other night.
I was dressed up for Identity Tattoo's "Not Casual Friday",
not because it was my birthday.
(Todd and Ben were dressed up for my birthday, though)
