Words: whatever they are, they are written with a tangy Wisconsin accent
Caffeine: morning cup
Evil Calories: let us not relive the last four days, shall we
Reality TV: suspended due to NaNoWriMo (yeah, right)
We went to Wisconsin. We did everything you're supposed to do in Wisconsin.
We ate these:
Cheese curds. The real ones that squeak with joy when you bite in to them.
We drank this:
which tasted a little like bland sock fuzz.
And we did this:
...and I realized that I still suck the moose at bowling. My three year old beat me. I'm not kidding...look (he's "Z"):
We also played 500,000,000,000 games of pool in my aunt's "rec room". Yes. Wood paneling and all. And no Wisconsin bathroom would be complete without a creepy perfume duck (which my cousin Krissy and I immediately took on rec room tour):
Am home now. Feel as if body is made completely of cheap beer and squeaky cheese. Have sudden strange urge to watch football and get spiral perm. Will say more interesting things later...
9 comments:
Old Milwaukee?? Walk into the light, sissy. There's merlot in the light. And cappuccinos.
I know other things that might squeak with joy when bitten.
Hey, was Led Zeppelin playing in the backgroud?
Just say no to spiral perms. Seriously.
Ooo, that Elizabeth is a saucy one. My comment was gonna be something about how you weren't bowling in heels, but now I'm distracted.
I don't want to know what the duck and the reindeer were doing. Or what you made them do. ;)
Ha!! You're all not right in the head (which is why I love you). And for the record, we did not exploit the duck and the reindeer. We nicked my aunt's camera when she wasn't looking and took all those pics, so, although we were tempted to put them in compromising positions, we didn't want her head to explode when she found them later.
Okay, so much for the duck. What I want to hear is the REAL tale of the traveling weekend that you couldn't tell me on the phone last night while Mom was in the general vicinity.
I second Amy's request. I came here for the reply of the trip.
I think the word curd sounds dirty.
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