Four years ago we hit the St. Paul St. Patrick’s Day Parade with Ouest, who was three months old at the time. Somehow we’ve found ourselves in Minnesota in March yet again, so… Ten minutes into the festivities Lowe and Ouest were being photographed for the St. Paul Pioneer Press. … Read More
A New Floor
The flooring arrived yesterday, and it was in the bus by this afternoon. We ended up going with TrafficMaster Allure Ultra vinyl plank flooring, which is way too expensive, but totally worth it in the end. This stuff just goes together like magic. I did the entire floor in about … Read More
More Travco Work
Not a whole lot to say at the moment. The walls are done, but I’ve still got the closet doors and the entrance door to do. Actually I did one of the closet doors today—it took me forever. The next two should go much more smoothly. I’ve still got all … Read More
Walls Going Up
The letter I sent to the original owner of the bus was returned today—undeliverable, unable to forward. Bummer. The past few days I’ve been rocking the bus. At long last I’ve reached a point that when I walk inside I can actually see what it is going to be when … Read More
Bus is Back
Ouest is on some sort of Easter kick. I honestly don’t know how she figures these things out. We made bunny ears, we cut green construction paper “grass” for her basket, and she spent the entire day asking Ali to make eggs. I had to ask Ali, “When is Easter … Read More
Snow Falls
Yesterday was a weird day where the temp hovered right around freezing and it rained most of the day. Of course when temps started to fall the rain turned to snow and we got nailed again. It made for a beautiful day today though. I’ll concede, even Minnesota can be … Read More
Local Celebs
We were at the library today when a news crew stopped and started chatting up Ali. We were actually outside the library at this point, in the atrium area letting the kids run around and throw pennies in the pond. They were shooting a bit about what parents are doing … Read More
Sending a Letter
I sent a letter—yeah, like an actual letter that you put in the mailbox—to an old lady whom I believe was the original owner of our bus. I’m hoping she gets back to me and says she’s got a box full of old photos that I am welcome to have. … Read More












