That Voodoo That We Do

"You guys have the best cosmic energy of anyone I've ever met."Ashley J. First off, I'm glad those Voodoo lessons paid off. Tara thought it was a waste of money at the time, but I convinced her it could be a sound investment. Certainly better than crypto, amirite? What my friend was referring to, in … Continue reading That Voodoo That We Do

Trial and error and error and error.

Something funny happens when you've been painting seemingly nonstop for 10+ days: you start to look at other paint jobs with a critical eye. Case in point: I was in the men's room at TobacCo yesterday and found myself mentally critiquing the paint job. They did crappy work on the trim, I observed. The brushstrokes … Continue reading Trial and error and error and error.

Deja U-

This morning felt uncannily like Sept. 1 all over again. There we were, parked in front of our apartment complex garage with a U-Haul truck, chatting up a forgetful octogenarian. The only difference? We were loading the truck instead of unloading it. Oh, and it was about 60 degrees colder. There's that David Byrne song … Continue reading Deja U-

My Kingdom for a Potato Masher!

When we were packing up all our worldly possessions back in August, we were trying to be strategic about which items we might need, and which could remain in storage for six months or so. We knew moving from a three-bedroom house to a two-bedroom apartment meant space would be limited, and we didn't want … Continue reading My Kingdom for a Potato Masher!

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 … Continue reading Fort-unately, time machines don’t exist.

We are officially Sconnies!

At 3:19 p.m. on Wednesday, August 31, we officially became Sconnies. Or Wisconsonites, if you prefer, but Sconnies has a fun ring to it. And that's what Jess and Joe, our friends in La Crosse, call themselves. Sconnies it is! Up until Sunday, this move had gone amazingly well. How many people get a job, … Continue reading We are officially Sconnies!

(How to) Manifest Destiny

Good hell. You guys and this move are like some cosmic anomaly. Ashley Johnson My friend Ashley isn't wrong. Call it fate, or karma, or extremely good luck, but for whatever reason, everything has been going pretty smoothly with this move so far. I'd knock on wood, but it's all been boxed up. Case in … Continue reading (How to) Manifest Destiny

Give me a home where no buffalo roam.

Now that we're packing up all our worldly possessions, we're running across things we no longer need or use. Case in point: I found a check register from 2010. If you're a certain age, you might not even know what a check register is. For the uninitiated (I'm looking at you, Millennials!), it is/was a … Continue reading Give me a home where no buffalo roam.

Flamingos, fireflies, and mosquitoes, oh my!

"I feel like a dog that's been chasing after a car and finally caught it. Now what?!" Tara Petruska Man, I get that sentiment. I've been so hyper-focused on finding a job — the kindling to get this fire started — that after the initial wave of jubilation faded, reality set in. Namely, we don't … Continue reading Flamingos, fireflies, and mosquitoes, oh my!

Letting the cow out of the bag.

I’ve been keeping a little secret, but it’s time to let the cow out of the bag. I was in Madison, Wisconsin again last week. Just me; Tara stayed home. I left on Saturday morning, driving to Sibley, Iowa, where I spent the night. It was a charming little town. Quintessential Midwest. I chose Sibley … Continue reading Letting the cow out of the bag.