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Juice pouch cocktails and magical lighted mushrooms.
Friday, mid-afternoon, a very large deposit in the high five figures hit our banking account. And just like that, our house was officially no longer our house. We happened to be on the 7th floor of the Graduate Hotel in Madison, at a really cool rooftop bar with an old-school summer camp vibe. The bartenders
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Snipe Hunting in Wisconsin (Followed by Jell-O)
A few days ago, the TobacCo office manager stopped by my desk to announce that there would be a company ‘bags tournament’ on Thursday and asked if I was interested in participating. I had no idea what a bags tournament was and nearly responded with something witty, ala “paper or plastic?”, but she recognized the
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Turtles, lizards, and tadpoles in the rain.
One of the things we like best about our new neighborhood is the walkability. From the apartment, it’s a short 25-minute stroll to downtown and the riverwalk. There are dozens of shops and businesses within walking distance — restaurants, bars, the grocery store, the gas station. Though I suppose there’s no reason to walk to
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Everything’s coming up triple 7s.
Lemme tell you a little about this new job of mine… The biggest draw for me was the flexibility. I don’t just mean the fact that it’s a hybrid position (though that’s great, too); TobacCo is real big on work/life balance, so they operate on core hours — certain times where everybody needs to be
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Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little brat like you.
Last October — long before we had any illusions of moving out here — I blogged about this candy corn bratwurst that a Madison, Wisconsin grocery store was selling. Here’s what I wrote: Be still my heart. What a brilliant invention! They’re two great tastes that taste great together. Well, I assume; sadly, they’re only available
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Fort-unately, time machines don’t exist.
Soooo. What’s new? (Seriously. I haven’t had a spare moment to read blogs in about 10 days. I’ll catch up soon, I promise.) When I last wrote, it was the morning after we arrived in Wisconsin. Everything felt very strange and overwhelming. I did not mention how I’d tossed and turned for hours on Wednesday
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