A week of pain brings out my inner 23 yr old.

Feeling helpless as been the emotion of the week. With the basement flooding twice and my workspace is no longer functional, how could the weekend get any worse. Ah yeah that sneaky fire hydrant that I happen to back into on a way to a bachelorette party. I couldn’t suck up $9 to pay to park since it should go to repairing the basement. Lesson Learned: fork over the cash and save on repairs and tears.

Didn’t make it to the first part of the party since I went home and cried. After my eyes stopped hurting and my taste for a cocktail grew high, I put on a sassy green dress and strutted into Whisky Bar for the night portion of the party. Recovery was easy after that first sip and a table full of girlfriends.

Throughout the night we encountered Northwestern Mutal’s many employees in Milwaukee for their annual conference, other bachelor parties and the regular Water Streeters out for a good time.

My engagement ring must have been uber shiny as guys took my left hand to confirm my ring finger bling and shot me those puppy dog eyes. However it didn’t stop some from throwing drinks my way, spinning me on the dance floor or stopping me in the street. New this year was the petting of the hair. I don't understand it but I could feel multiple people petting my locks. I don’t think I had that much attention in one night when I was 23, but it’s nice to know that I still got it – even at age 28.

Sunday kicked me back into reality with little sleep and a two-hour church service (which I haven’t attended a regular mass in 9 years) and Mike’s niece asking me when a baby is going to come out of my tummy. 

Celebration and chaos

It’s been a whirlwind of a week and there’s not enough coffee that can keep me awake at the moment.

Many celebrations and chaos have taken place within the past ten 10 days, these are the highlights:

1. Celebrated Mike turning one year older, although he very much doesn’t look it.
2. Bachelorette party on a catamaran in Lake Michigan followed by a birthday party, followed by returning back to the bachelorette party, followed by crashing early in my own bed.
3. Mike and I shared a nice dinner for our three-year anniversary. Less than 100 more days and I’ll be a Mrs.
4. While feeding the fish, our biggest one dolphined out of the fish tank, I screamed. Mike came running down thinking I fell down the stairs or the basement flooded.
5. Go downstairs to find the basement did flood.
6. Spent the entire day moving my workspace, throwing away fabric, ripping up the carpet and sanitizing.
7. Rocked my $30 vintage dress at my friend’s wonderful Friday wedding.
8. Spent Saturday constructing a makeshift workspace so that I can sew like made to get ready for a sale.
9. While babysitting for Mike’s brother’s kids, learned that the 5 year old has a crush on a 12 yr old and can’t sleep at night because he likes her old sister. Proved Mike wrong. He said the 7 week-old baby cries because he knows I’m white.
10. And last, my Grandpa came home from the hospital, no more threats of breaking out!

July 4th Weekend

The holiday continues as as I'm writing - cars have taken over our neighborhood to watch the parade, lexie (the dog) is watching people push strollers and I'm avoiding the heat inside. What happened this weekend?

Friday: The July 4th weekend not only celebrates our Independence but the birthday of two lovely ladies each blessed with the name Sara/h. A rendezvous at Leff's Luckytown brought together our group of friends with much less shots as last year.

Saturday: I dragged Mike to a new Milwaukee festival, Tour de Fat. A touring circus-like event hosted by Colorado microbrew, New Belgium. It was not so much as seeing how cool your bike is but how crazy you're dressed while wearing your bike. Entertainment was at a maximum. The bicycle teacup was just one of the contorted bicycles fest goers could try to master. For those in other parts of the nation be sure to check this event out. Newbelgium.com/tour-de-fat-2010-schedule.

Since we were in Bayview, we were dying to check out HoneyPie cafe. Using local produce and meats this delicious new diner brought a whole new meaning to comfort food. Mmming at ever bite in my mac and cheese and Mike's gravy saturated turkey you weren't sure whether to vacuum it in or save it for leftovers.

Gone for a couple hours we came home to this. The city started removing a tree on our front yard. Pretty messy but the guys cleaned it all up. Napping was out of the question do the men outside and the man inside sawing logs.

It's not over yet: Summerfest

I don't like big crowds, the Counting Crows or big crowds but here we were at Summerfest for the biggest night of the 10 day music fest, at a stage with the Counting Crows. Nonetheless meeting up with our various groups of friends, wearing my princess unicorn shirt and feather earrings we all had a blast.

Sunday: A relaxing lazy day spent window shopping, air conditioned movie theater playing Knight and Day, and a little bit to eat at Mike's favorite: Kopps.