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What would a trip to Novokuznetsk be like for the Ginsbergs if there wasn't some sort of adventure right?

The day started out great for us in Moscow. We walked around Arbat a little bit, had McDonald's (again) and waited until 7pm for our ride to come and take us to the airport.

Hi there. Casey from moosh in indy here. I'm pleased as punch that Mrs. Fussypants has sold her house and is currently packing up to get the heck out of dodge with her 5 lil' chitlins.

If you're like me you're in awe of her ability to design and decorate and keep a house that isn't full of bachelor pad furniture. (Hi, hello, that's me.)

Mabel and Kenzo had a great week of camp, could just barely keep their eyes open through

Misfortune: The suitcase containing my CDs was lost by Northwest Airlines on the way to Grand Forks, North Dakota Saturday.

Fortunate: The suitcase containing my clothes and Compassion child sponsorship packets made it.

Misfortune: My cold transformed into something evil, something flu-ish by show time Saturday night at the University of North Dakota.

Fortunate: I was groggy, boring and borderline incoherent in front of only the 21 students on campus with nothing better t

Make sure you check out Spence Smith's new blog. He is the guy who put together the recent Compassion International bloggers trip to Uganda. (I'm hoping he'll invite me next time...)

He is also the guy who had the contest where I won the coolest suitcase in America.

We ran four miles just like we did eight years ago.

There are very few people in life with whom you can meet after years apart and have the same conversations you did when you last met. It is rare that you find people in your life who will always be there – not like a lingering, hovering presence that is overbearing and suffocating (like a sub-prime mortgage). I'm thinking more like that tall oak tree in my backyard – I may not think about it or notice it every day, but it ain't

Back to reality today.

Hope everyone enjoyed the trip.

With the exception of the little shampoo incident in the front of the suitcase, I think all of you traveled quite well.

We had a lot of fun, we just hung out, ate, shopped, and saw a movie.

It always goes by so fast.

So, I'm turning 35. And while turning 30 was no big deal to me, somehow the thought of turning 5 just seems more monumental than just "another age on the exercise machines." As I've been thinking about turning 35, I've been reflecting on some of the stuff from my life. So, I decided to turn those memories into a post. Plus, you know, so I won't forget them all in my old age...

And since, I'm turning 35, I thought I'd throw out 35 memories...