Not Your Sterotypical Barbie Doll

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Oh, Canada

We just got back home from a long weekend up in da nort woods. What a trip, what a trip, what a trip. Day one (well, actually it was night one since we didn't leave until Sunday night because I had to work until 8) lead us to a little village outside of town... Early the next morning we drove into Escanaba and had lunch then continued on our merry little way all the way up to Salut Ste Marie. I guess when I thought about the U.P. before I never really thought about people actually living there... but guess what? THEY TOTALLY DO!!! We took a lock boat tour, and the scenery seemed fairly similar to that of the Fox River... only a lot less brown and mucky and a lot prettier smelling. I assume if you were to jump into this water, you would come out the same way you went in, where as in the Fox River you might come out with another arm. It was getting late so we headed back to our hotel and ordered a pizza to eat. We drove into Canada the next day and did a little shopping. The part of Canada we drove though was quite beautiful. We ate lunch at a cute little place called "You betcha." After all this we decided to go back to the hotel to figure out what to do next. Well... the only bridge to get back into the U.S. for the next 320 something miles was backed up naturally so this process took almost an hour. By that time we decided to go downtown and eat dinner and walk around to take in the culture of Salut Ste Marie. Today we woke up and I watched Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman AND Little House on the Praire. Oh, Dr. Mike. Now there was a woman ahead of her time. You go, girl. I remember many after school afternoons of watching Little House on the prairie followed by a dramatic episode of DQMW. Sully is probably the most beautiful man alive. Anyway, we drove out to Whitefish Point (which was supposed to be a 15 minute ride, but ended up being almost 2 hours). This was quite nice, the museum for the shipwrecks was fun to look at. Lake Superior was gorgeous, but cold. Sissy and I had fun splashing around though for a while. We drove back home today and here I am again. It was a nice little trip, and I don't really want to have to go back to work tomorrow. It's a 4 to 8 shift so that means no one will come in. I'll be so lonely...

Thursday, July 28, 2005

Such a long time has past...

Much has happened since my last update... Co-worker and I drove down to Combined Locks, WI (or as we like to call it, Candle Oaks) to see a concert. We didn't even get lost once! Go us! As a matter of fact we lead a bunch of people to the highway heading back to Green Bay. Work has been the same... The Boy got quite upset with me for letting Sarcastic Papa John's guy hide his sub, but all was made right when I offered to make him cookies. I made them and I guess he took them golfing... My cousin came over the other night with a bunch of her friends. They're biking like... 1400 miles or some insanely high number (I can't remember the exact amount, but I've always been bad at math) and the funds they recive will benefit the American Heart Association. Everyone was really nice, they all seem like really good people. Check this out, kids.. Neato. Anyway in other news.. we found baby bunnies this afternoon! The mom died I guess, and so did two of the babies. But two are still alive. Sissy named hers Oreo and I named mine Moses. They can't even open their eyes yet. How cute.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Appleton is Scary

Yesterday after my long day of working, I bought myself lunch at ABC and drove down to an exotic tourist trap, also known as Appleton, WI. I wanted to go shopping, and was so sick of looking around the same stores at Bay Park, I needed a change. Now, normally (actually always) I go down to shop with someone. This was not the case yesterday. Now... I know me. I should have known that I would get lost. In the mall. Yeah... so my afternoon was spent walking around in circles trying to figure out where I parked my little neon. I did get some shopping done, and spent more money than I should have. I guess law school's out of the picture until my next paycheck. During this time of walking aimlessly around, looking for nothing I came to pass a jewelry store. It was something like Zales or Kay or some other ring store like that. Inside the sparkly carpeted store stood a man, probably in his mid thirties staring me down. I try to keep walking but he follows me with his beady little eyes until I'm almost out of sight. He calls something out about beautiful women, but I walk away too quickly to really pay that much attention to it. All I could think was "Dude... you're working... keep it in your pants." Good thing I didn't say this out loud. I probably would have gotten stabbed or something. I assume he's one of those men who mail orders wives from foreign countries because he's so far down on the ladder that he can't get anyone who doesn't need their green card... I continue to shop for awhile until I decide that it is time to go back to the Frozen Tundra. This is when I got myself so turned around I didn't know what I did. Imagine a goldfish. Now imagine that goldfish taken from its secure little fish tank and thrown into the ocean. Kind of like a backwards Finding Nemo... that was me. Only less life threatening and not nearly as scary. So really it was nothing like Finding Nemo. Forget everything I just said. But I really had no clue where I parked my car. I thought I was going to have to live in Appleton. In other eventful news... works been long. You really can only clean things so many times before you start to go crazy. I guess thats really about it.. I know I lead such an exciting life.

Monday, July 04, 2005

4th of July Madness

HAPPY 4th OF JULY!!!!!!!!!!!! I, naturally, had to work. At least I got paid time and a half, which will always come in handy for paying for that scary expensive world of college. It's been a slow few days, nothing really exciting has happened. So it's probably not worth your time to read any of this... at least I try. We had a "take off" today, which apparently is when some one pumps gas into their car, SUV, bus, hummer, or whatever they may be driving, and leaves without paying. I was mopping the beautiful floor in the cafe area, when Suzie Q starts screaming and runs out the door. I'm rather confused since normally Suzie Q is rather quiet... and to have someone just start running away from work screaming is not an incident you experience everyday. I look out the window and Suzie Q is chasing after this red car. Don't ask me what kind of car it was, because I don't know. They stop and this woman gets out and starts pleading with Suzie Q. They both walk in, and the lady pays for the gas, and leaves again. I have never seen an old woman run the way Suzie Q did today. Way to go Suzie Q. The Boy and I started to play with the cafe's headsets, talking to eachother from other sides of the room. I call him The Boy because he's the only boy the office hired. I don't think he would have been hired at all, but I guess they needed someone to do the heavy lifting. I usually let him take out the garbage for me, and he's usually surprised at my being so traditional. It's not traditional... I'm just aware of my limitations and laziness. I work again tomorrow which I'm sure will be exciting... as always. I kind of want to go shopping in Appleton right now. I don't think anythings open, and I don't have enough gas in my car to drive down, so I guess that'll just have to wait. Maybe on Wednesday... I work a 6-1 shift, so I'll have plenty of time after work to drive my little self down there and find clothes. This is me just writing down my thoughts, there's no point in reading this at all really. I find it boring too...

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

2 Week Notice

Livestrong gave her 2 week notice today. I'm kind of sad, but at the same time, so incredibly happy for her. She really needs an actual job. She was a stay at home mom for a long time with a college degree, and when she got divorced she needed to start up work again. It was really hard to find a good paying job, so she took the job at the gas station. The Man helped her find a job that will support three kids. So now she has one! I'm not sure doing what or where it is, but she's happy. I'm kind of sad though because she was one of the nice ladies who didn't hate the coffee shop people. Some of the other people do, but I guess I can deal. I'm still really happy for Livestrong though. She needs this. In other news, nothing too exciting has happened. I had to work at 5 this morning so it was an early night last night, and early night tonight since I'm so worn out from the day. So this was a fairly boring post, sorry. Maybe I'll make something interesting up in a little while.

Monday, June 27, 2005


I needed a night like tonight. Co-worker and I drove down to the Monkey Wrench for a fun night on the town. My Little Drummer Boy is the drummer for his band, and they were amazing! He's honestly the single most talented drummer I've ever known. Honest to God. And he's so nice too. He's a really great guy that'll make some girl very happy one day. He's amazing. After his band played a few more bands come on. All were pretty good, until the last band. They were by far the best I had heard all night (with the exception of My Little Drummer Boy's band of course). I had heard them a few times before, but tonight they really sounded great. I'm really excited to go and see them perform again. Co-worker brought me home right away and here I sit blogging away. I really needed to have a night away from everything. Even though I saw a kid I went to school with (Little Drummer Boy) it was nice to get away just for a night. Not that I needed a break from my normal peeps, but it took my mind off of the thought of loosing them so quickly. It was just nice. I'm definitely taking my flute playing buddies down to see My Little Drummer Boy's Band and Waiting for Understanding. I think they would enjoy it. We'll probably make a sign for My Little Drummer Boy to show our undying affection and admiration. I'm totally going to be a groupie.

Sunday, June 26, 2005

Nothing Lasts Forever

I figured I should get all this out now, while its still fresh in my mind. Last week was Missy and Emily's funeral as was previously stated. I get there and walk into the church. My Little Drummer Boy is standing by himself in the doorway so I walk up to him and we give eachother big hugs. After a long while of waiting I take a seat next to Emmy. Mass begins and the worst feeling I've ever had starts to bubble up. They start play Josh Groban's "To Where You Are" and I break down. I promised Missy I'd make her two Josh CDs, and I never did. The funeral continues, and it's a rather nice ceremony. Seeing their dad cry like that was so hard to watch... I was walking up to communion, crying, and he looks at me and smiles. I couldn't think of what to do, so I just kept crying and walking. It's so weird that just a week before the accident, Daddy and Missy and Emily's dad were talking about how much fun it is to be able to have 2 daughters and be the only guy in the house. It's insane how everything can change. Everything you've worked for, the things you build your entire life around can be gone with the blink of an eye. Nothing lasts forever. I know there's gotta be more to all this though. There just has to be. At the end of the funeral I tried to catch up with My Little Drummer Boy because he was crying pretty hard, but I didn't want to cut in front of people, so I stayed behind with Emmy. We were all handed balloons to release outside, and when I let mine go, it got caught in the big tree. Stupid wind. The Rocks, Erin, and my family went out for ice cream after. I felt really sick, and I had a headache, and I had to work at 5 a.m. the next morning, so I really didn't feel like going out for ice cream, but I went anyway. During this past week, I've thought a lot about life and death, loosing friends, loosing faith, dreams, ambition, and all that good stuff that goes along with everything. I just don't know what to do anymore. But all that goes without saying. Maybe someday I'll be able to figure this all out, and be okay with it. If only prayers were answered, then maybe I'd be able to understand it. Until then I'm forced to deal with this as it comes. God decided to end two beautiful lives for his own sake, and decided to destroy whats left of these two girls parents lives. So I don't know anything anymore. All I know for certain is that my life is changed forever because of Missy, just by being herself.