This girl.
Guess who is not too happy about it.
Benjamin.
xoxo, b
6.27.2013
6.24.2013
Ooh baby baby
I'm an aunt. Ben's an uncle. Levi is adorable. We drove up to Neenah, WI through some pretty nasty storms to meet the little dude. I think Levi gave Ben baby brain. I'm going to have to shut that down; it's not in the 5 year plan (that I just made up).
But to clarify with an example: Paris partied too hard the other day and threw up. Ben kindly let me know that he would not be cleaning up the vomit, but would be going directly to the root of the problem and throwing both kitties in the river.** Yeeeaaahh.......noooo.
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Speak of the devil, Ben got a job working in DOWNTOWN MILWAUKEE. He starts July 8th. Last night, we figured it would be awesome to see how long it would take him to sashay from our downtown Milwaukee apartment to his schmancy, new downtown Milwaukee workplace. Walk time = 20 minutes. His current drive time = 1+ hour, toll booths, and crossing the state line.
After making it to his new workplace, we just kept walking like a couple of goonies for the next 2 hours. We hit Northwestern Mutual, headed to the lakefront and walked from the Art Museum all the way down to Bradford Beach, then down North Avenue where we stopped for pizza and finally back home near Lakefront Brewery.
To my feet who endured this all in floppy flops-- I'm sorry.
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xoxo, b
**For the record, Ben cleaned up Paris' party mess, and both cats still happily reside indoors.
6.06.2013
Good morning
This morning, I gracefully awoke from my wonderful nest of multiple pillows and fluffy warm blankets, smiling sweetly as the last fleeting moments of subconscious dreamworld fluttered from me. With a quick kiss, I shrugged off the loving embrace of my darling husband, and sat up to stretch. With a grateful sigh, I spotted a furry little black kitty nestled up against my thigh. Smiling and shaking my head at just how amazing life can be, I extended my hand to feel the soft purr and warm body of the little runt of the litter, sweet Paris. Unable to restrain myself further, I scooped up the kitty and gave her a big squeeze.
And she totally farted.
Hello reality.
xoxo, b
6.03.2013
dells date
Routine happens to be the worst thing that could happen to me. It makes me stir crazy. (& Ben too, kiddos). We tend to feed off of each other and then bam-a-lam the crazy just intensified. And since stir crazy is only healthy for super limited amounts of time...... a spontaneous mini trip was needed. Highly needed. Extremely needed. Required.
So we went back to LM. Met up with Jessica on the Tyranena Brewery patio. Roped my parental units into joining us. Ate Pizza Pit pizza and washed it down with craft beer. All was fine and dandy and wonderful.
Then Saturday rolled around and we were in the car headed to the Dells for an all inclusive night at the Chula Vista resort and waterpark. We stayed in a condo unit, had a hot tub right outside our room, and a short walk across the street brought us to the entrance of the indoor/outdoor waterpark area. Obviously, Ben kept a mental log of what we "spent" on food and drinks while we were free to roam all-inclusive between 4pm and 11:30am. During those hours, we both became accustomed to a........ a certain lifestyle...... one where you flash your snazzy blue wristband, point and wink at the tiki hut boy, and receive a frozen drink before you can comment on the weather. Try that same move without the snazzy blue wristband, and all you get is a request for 8 dollars. And maybe a phone number. If you're Ben.
Sunday we squeezed in breakfast, lunch, and drinks to go before 11:30am. Talk about Cinderella's fancy horse and carriage turning back into a pumpkin and a couple of questionable mice.
The rest of the afternoon, we played in the indoor waterpark and watched all the little kids run around like maniacs. Then we ran around like maniacs, too. It was also concluded that kids are like tiny drunk people: they can't walk straight, get overly excited about the weirdest stuff, scream and cry then laugh insanely within a five minute span, and make and lose friends every hour.
We went down a couple of double tube slides and dun nuh nuhhh my arch nemesis, body slides (in the kiddie section). The last time I went down a body slide, it was at the Golden Nugget pool in Vegas. I freaked out, scrapped up my elbows, and that slide made me bleed my own blood. So I'm not on the best of terms with body slides as a whole.
Then we went on a quick little wine tasting at Fawn Creek Winery, bought a bottle of Cabernet and a "bitch bag" mix, and went on our merry little way back to Milwaukee.
xoxo, b
So we went back to LM. Met up with Jessica on the Tyranena Brewery patio. Roped my parental units into joining us. Ate Pizza Pit pizza and washed it down with craft beer. All was fine and dandy and wonderful.
Then Saturday rolled around and we were in the car headed to the Dells for an all inclusive night at the Chula Vista resort and waterpark. We stayed in a condo unit, had a hot tub right outside our room, and a short walk across the street brought us to the entrance of the indoor/outdoor waterpark area. Obviously, Ben kept a mental log of what we "spent" on food and drinks while we were free to roam all-inclusive between 4pm and 11:30am. During those hours, we both became accustomed to a........ a certain lifestyle...... one where you flash your snazzy blue wristband, point and wink at the tiki hut boy, and receive a frozen drink before you can comment on the weather. Try that same move without the snazzy blue wristband, and all you get is a request for 8 dollars. And maybe a phone number. If you're Ben.
Sunday we squeezed in breakfast, lunch, and drinks to go before 11:30am. Talk about Cinderella's fancy horse and carriage turning back into a pumpkin and a couple of questionable mice.
The rest of the afternoon, we played in the indoor waterpark and watched all the little kids run around like maniacs. Then we ran around like maniacs, too. It was also concluded that kids are like tiny drunk people: they can't walk straight, get overly excited about the weirdest stuff, scream and cry then laugh insanely within a five minute span, and make and lose friends every hour.
We went down a couple of double tube slides and dun nuh nuhhh my arch nemesis, body slides (in the kiddie section). The last time I went down a body slide, it was at the Golden Nugget pool in Vegas. I freaked out, scrapped up my elbows, and that slide made me bleed my own blood. So I'm not on the best of terms with body slides as a whole.
Then we went on a quick little wine tasting at Fawn Creek Winery, bought a bottle of Cabernet and a "bitch bag" mix, and went on our merry little way back to Milwaukee.
xoxo, b
Fake Prom 2013
A Night Under the Stars.... the magical night of Fake Prom 2013.
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| Ben & I (& photo bomber Adam) under the stars |
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| Ben looking especially dapper |
The general gist of this little ditty is everything cliché-- big hair, bad dresses, awkward couple photos, overused theme, slow dances, spiked punch with a fly in it,
staircase group photo, and N*Sync.
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| fake ice cube with a fly in it... the punch was only meant to be spiked, not disgusting |
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| disco Adam and disco ball Brianna playing beer pong |
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| partial group photo under the stars |
The finer details included the voting of Fake Prom King & Queen, and the ceremonial sashay of victory following such a glorious announcement. Due to a glitch in the system, Adam was voted Fake Prom Queen, but was forced to give up the crown to the next female runner up, gothic/punk Jessica.
I don't really know who the Fake Prom King was.... but I do know that he hijacked the Fake Prom Playlist and started playing slow indie songs as the night progressed, which made me Fake Prom upset, because I just wanted to shake my tush to Wilson Phillips and Backstreet Boys all night long. He was also the guy that ended up with 7 stitches in his face from falling onto a radiator.
Fake Prom 2013 will live on in all it's glory, until Fake Prom 2014: Enchantment Under the Sea (working title) rolls around.
xoxo, b
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| staircase photo... and creative use of balloons by Brianna |
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| the crowning of Fake Prom Queen |
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| ladies & gentlemen, your queen! |
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| Fake King & Queen dance |
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