what. a. day.

Yep, that says Minnesota.

Sadly, I didn't get a lot of sleep last night, because mother dearest kept waking me up with this weird wheezing/snoring sound on and off. So, our trip to Providence was already off to a sad start, because I was tired as... a dog? Anyways, before driving the 30 minutes to Prov., Mom decided after her walk through downtown NB this morning that she wanted to move here. Permanently. Because even though the city is full of trash, the homeless people are pretty nice (she spoke with a few of them) Mass only gets 18" of snow during wintertime (!), and the pace of life is so laid-back. She couldn't contain her excitement, so our drive eastward primarily consisted of how wonderful life would be if Momma's were living it up here (while staying with me in my apartment, claro eeeeek). 

Alas, we finally arrive in P-townz and of course, it was time to tell all the residents of Rhode Island her new plans. The guy at the burger stand in the mall agreed that she should move here, the girl in Gap where she bought a pair of green tights confirmed that indeed, it only snows a bit here, and the couple at the Visitor Center also thought the East Coast was a pretty cool place for a Minnesota-er. Needless to say, our trek through the city was slow-moving, as Carla brought along three bags of snacks, water, and an assortment of winter accessories. Also a big water bottle and her giant camera from the 90s. This was all excellent since I was (am) pretty tired. Even though post this is reeking of sarcasm, I did have a good time. Gotta love Moms, right?


Here's more awesome pics of Carla and me in the big, creative city: 

Happy as can be!