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

Date day: mke zoo

First off.... This will be the first time in 4 years that we have not been in New Orleans for Mardis Gras. My body actually started craving beignets and Cafe du Monde coffee. But we figured MKE is pretty cool, so we went to Molly Cool's seafood restaurant on the river for Fat Tuesday. They were having a NOLA inspired buffet and hurricane drink specials. Not quite the same.....

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Yesterday was DATE DAY! This time, it was a miscellaneous Wednesday between Fat Tuesday and Valentine's Day that we both had off from work. Stupid cold day, but sunny. I even sang a stunning rendition of a self-written melody entitled "date day" at predetermined times throughout the day to commemorate the occasion.

We went to the zoo first, because the zoo is awesome and we like to think we are awesome so naturally....

We saw some monkeys, the big kitties, elephants, giraffes (my favorite), and the exotic fish (Ben's favorite). We decided it would be awesome of we had a tank of glowing jelly fish at our place.... so that's in the works now. Also, those peacocks were strutting around everywhere. I'm not a super fan of birds in general with their beady little eyes, talons, and super sharp built-in knife mouths, so the generally tranquil walk around the zoo was dotted with some thrilling run-ins with peacocks.

After conquering the zoo, we stopped by Kelley's Bleachers by Miller Park for food. I made that BBQ pork sandwich my betch; Ben was impressed. He knows whassup.

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Happy Valentines Day, I suppose. Sappy love is all good and fine and wonderful for some..... But I'm more excited to stalk the candy aisle after this silly day is done parading around.

Because THAT is true bliss.

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xoxo, b