The cops and courts reporter I work with shared a nifty little Internet tool with me today and I thought I'd share it with my single friends navigating through the dating scene.
Anyone can conduct online public criminal history record checks in Minnesota through the Minnesota Department of Public Safety Web site for free. All you need is the person's full name and date of birth. (Scroll down to the link "MN Public Criminal History Record Search" on the main page.)
The Web site contains public data maintained by the MN Bureau of Criminal Apprehension and includes criminal convictions for 15 years following the completion of the sentence. It includes: the offense, court of conviction, date of the conviction and sentence information.
So before meeting him for a drink, ask for his full name and date of birth.
And why not Google him while you're at it.
Happy searching!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Sunday, September 24, 2006
An example of why Nels and I need a baby
How cute is Daisy in her new Halloween costume? She looks thrilled doesn't she? You can't see it in the photo, but our two cats were sitting behind me, mocking her as I snapped away.A friend at work last week brought in a photograph of her dog dressed up in her pajamas (Yep, you know who you are, avid blog reader you) and I teased her about how she needs more to do in her life.
Well, apparently I do too. Erika and I went to Target today and we thought this was the greatest dog costume and therefore we needed to buy it. Nels hasn't seen it yet, but we're going to have our barking pumpkin greet him at the door when he comes home from work tonight.
I can't wait.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Friday, September 08, 2006
Trick or Treat???
First I had to buy school supplies for Erika back in July because I was afraid we'd have a repeat of last year's school shopping trip when we couldn't find any book covers two weeks before school started ... and now the large stores have all their Halloween candy out on the shelves.
Which means I'm staring at a jar of pumpkin-shaped candies that my coworker brought in today located on the top of the filing drawers in front of my cubicle. So far I have resisted the urge but then, it's only Sept. 8. Halloween's nearly two months away.
What's next? Candy canes in October? Peeps in January?
Is nothing sacred??
Which means I'm staring at a jar of pumpkin-shaped candies that my coworker brought in today located on the top of the filing drawers in front of my cubicle. So far I have resisted the urge but then, it's only Sept. 8. Halloween's nearly two months away.
What's next? Candy canes in October? Peeps in January?
Is nothing sacred??
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Malls, iPods and 13-year-olds
Well, it's official. I'm the parent of a teenager.
Erika turned 13 Friday.
She spent most of the day babysitting Nathan, the 9-year-old boy she's been babysitting every weekday for the past two weeks. I took the two out for dinner one night when Nathan's dad worked late and being around Nathan made me really want a son. He lives with his single dad and loves drawing race cars (in action, complete with squealing tires) and is deeply attached to his six frogs and one large toad, which he caught himself and now keeps in a terrarium, feeding them crickets and grasshoppers. I asked Erika if there was a way we could adopt him but she agreed his dad probably wouldn't go for it. Plus, it would put her out of a job, I guess.
Being around Nathan made me realize how much Erika has grown up in the past few years. This summer she moved all of her Bratz dolls and other toys out of her bedroom because they're too "babyish." Her room now is filled with posters of dreamy boys and one or two Lindsay Lohan and Hillary Duff posters. It's crazy. She has a larger CD collection than I do.
So for her birthday she got lots of great stuff - a gift card to the movie theater from her aunt and uncle and cousins; a "really loud" alarm clock, to get her up in the mornings during the school year from her great-grandma; and a queen-sized bed from her grandparents who spoil her the most.
From her cool mom and stepdad, Erika got three tickets to the "Cheetah Girls" concert at the Xcel Energy Center in St. Paul in November. Also performing is the lead actress from "High School Musical." Erika is allowed to bring one friend to the concert with us. I will be serving as the designated driver and keeper of the disposable cash. She was very excited about it, but thought the "Cheetah Girls" birthday cake was a little over the top.
It's hard to know where to draw the line.
Her dad and stepmom got her an iPod shuffle for her birthday so I'm now charging it on my computer. She's already picked out about 90 of her favorite songs to put on it. I don't own an iPod, so I'm a little jealous. She said a few of her friends already have iPods, including her stepbrother, who is 11 days younger than she is, so I guess we're behind the times in our house.
Tonight Erika and her b/f/f, Rachel, are going to a PG-13 movie (yes, now they CAN!) together while again, I'm the designated driver. Then it's slumber party time at our house. This means a sleepless night for me and Nels because of all the chitter-chatter, laughing, loud music, etc.)
Then Sunday, Erika, Rachel and another friend or two (not sure what the head count is yet) and I are going to head to St. Cloud for a day of shopping as part of her first official teenage birthday party.
This time I get to meet my b/f/f, Suzi, there, too. :) Suzi's driving from the Twin Cities to meet us, hang out with her goddaughter but mostly to chat about boys with me.
I should call her and ask if she wants me to bring my Madonna or Duran Duran tapes.
Oh, to be 13 again.
Erika turned 13 Friday.
She spent most of the day babysitting Nathan, the 9-year-old boy she's been babysitting every weekday for the past two weeks. I took the two out for dinner one night when Nathan's dad worked late and being around Nathan made me really want a son. He lives with his single dad and loves drawing race cars (in action, complete with squealing tires) and is deeply attached to his six frogs and one large toad, which he caught himself and now keeps in a terrarium, feeding them crickets and grasshoppers. I asked Erika if there was a way we could adopt him but she agreed his dad probably wouldn't go for it. Plus, it would put her out of a job, I guess.
Being around Nathan made me realize how much Erika has grown up in the past few years. This summer she moved all of her Bratz dolls and other toys out of her bedroom because they're too "babyish." Her room now is filled with posters of dreamy boys and one or two Lindsay Lohan and Hillary Duff posters. It's crazy. She has a larger CD collection than I do.
So for her birthday she got lots of great stuff - a gift card to the movie theater from her aunt and uncle and cousins; a "really loud" alarm clock, to get her up in the mornings during the school year from her great-grandma; and a queen-sized bed from her grandparents who spoil her the most.
From her cool mom and stepdad, Erika got three tickets to the "Cheetah Girls" concert at the Xcel Energy Center in St. Paul in November. Also performing is the lead actress from "High School Musical." Erika is allowed to bring one friend to the concert with us. I will be serving as the designated driver and keeper of the disposable cash. She was very excited about it, but thought the "Cheetah Girls" birthday cake was a little over the top.
It's hard to know where to draw the line.
Her dad and stepmom got her an iPod shuffle for her birthday so I'm now charging it on my computer. She's already picked out about 90 of her favorite songs to put on it. I don't own an iPod, so I'm a little jealous. She said a few of her friends already have iPods, including her stepbrother, who is 11 days younger than she is, so I guess we're behind the times in our house.
Tonight Erika and her b/f/f, Rachel, are going to a PG-13 movie (yes, now they CAN!) together while again, I'm the designated driver. Then it's slumber party time at our house. This means a sleepless night for me and Nels because of all the chitter-chatter, laughing, loud music, etc.)
Then Sunday, Erika, Rachel and another friend or two (not sure what the head count is yet) and I are going to head to St. Cloud for a day of shopping as part of her first official teenage birthday party.
This time I get to meet my b/f/f, Suzi, there, too. :) Suzi's driving from the Twin Cities to meet us, hang out with her goddaughter but mostly to chat about boys with me.
I should call her and ask if she wants me to bring my Madonna or Duran Duran tapes.
Oh, to be 13 again.
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