When your every morning begins with checking all the social networks you are on, and morning coffee goes hand in hand with reading what your blogger-friends from across the world have mentioned, and when you are asked – How many social networks you are on? – and it takes you more than 10 minutes to remember and list them all – then you are like me and probably many other bloggers around the world and you need a reality check!
Remember this?
Yeah, let’s not become completely and fully dependent on our Macs, Dells, Sonys, etc… And go have fun outside – like I did today! One of my best friends - Kara – helped me with that!
It was a GORGEOUS day in Minneapolis:





We had fun playing with the leaves:
And checking out the local squirrels
- the grey


So don’t sit at home all the time, go outside every once in a while!

It’s always good to fall back into the childhood!
Xo,
ZhenyAH!
PS. I really appreciate Kara taking a lot of these pictures, she is just great like that!
















November 17, 2011 at 10:20 pm
These pictures are to die for!
November 17, 2011 at 10:32 pm
Thank you, it’s all thanks to Instagram
November 4, 2011 at 12:50 pm
These are some awesome photos and I can’t believe a squirrel came so close. That photo for me had my mouth drop open, too cool!
November 4, 2011 at 1:32 pm
Oh they are everywhere here
And they were stalking us! Mooching for food!
November 4, 2011 at 2:28 am
I love this post, Zhenechka! Going for a nice long walk with Delia and her friends now to enjoy the sun
November 4, 2011 at 7:03 am
Awesome! I hope you all had a great time
November 3, 2011 at 10:45 pm
oo fun! and nice pictures (except for the bizarre rat squirrels!) i really need to do that, get out, – i’ve sorta fallen in a rut.
November 3, 2011 at 10:53 pm
Well ruts are no fun!
November 4, 2011 at 8:59 am
not at all! that’s why my plan is to spend a huge chunk of time outside this weekend – maybe sculpture garden too!
and a thrift store if i can talk the man into it. lol
November 4, 2011 at 9:12 am
See now, thrifting is my thing, I don’t get my husband involved