Where have I been???

Gavin's 1st carnie ride

Apparently one of the pros/cons of moving to Wisco is you have too much to do with so many people you know around that increases your body mass and decreases your blogging time.  This is probably the longest I've gone without writing a blog.  If it's any consolation I have written several in my head and even typed out a few but haven't had the time to publish them.  I debated just calling it quits, but it's been fun and with winter looming in the distance I thought I would have more free time and would hopefully get back to writing a handful a month. 

Just to give you a run down of the last few weekends, we had Venetian Festival, which is a Wednesday thru Sunday Lake Geneva event with live music, carnival rides, games and a beer tent put on by the Jaycee's, of which I'm a member.  That translated means I was a bartender (serving/drinking beer for charity - what beats that!?!?) all week.  We even squeaked in a wedding on Friday that weekend 2 hours out of town.  So I was working all day and playing all night.  On Sunday the event culminated with a 50th anniversary of the festival fireworks display followed immediately after by a torrential down pour sending everyone mad scrambling for their cars parked 10 blocks away.  We got soaked but the beer was free all week.  And it wasn't Keystone.  We had 12 beers on tap including Spotted Cow, Totally Naked (ain't Wisco grand!?), Sprecher's and Lake Geneva's very own Wake IPA to name a few.

The next weekend was a fintanstic weekend with Jimmy Buffett making an appearance at Alpine Valley, the single greatest venue to see a Buffett show in all the world.  I dare you to prove otherwise.  There is no charge for parking and the lots open at 2pm for an 8 pm concert.  That equates into far too old people putting together incredibly creative displays of margarita-prirate-shark-parrot themed attire.  We saw a dude walking around in a grass skirt.  No, that was all he had on.  A grass skirt.  They don't make them go all 360 for dudes so you know, well, let your imagination work its magic.  There were squirt guns loaded with not water.  No, no, no, this is Jimmy.  They were loaded with Tequila.  Get it?  You get shot with a shot of tequila.  I, decked out in my grass skirt, coconut bra, parrot hat and leis helped pave the way for my in-laws to spend their 40th wedding anniversary with Jimmy.  Ah, true love.  If you haven't been, by all means get there.  Jimmy's not getting any younger.

The weekend after that was Labor day and the county fair was going on.  Here school doesn't start until after labor day because the local businesses need the high school/college kids in the workforce through the weekend. So the boys had a couple of days at the fair riding the rides, checking out the farm animals and stuffing their faces with high caloric deliciousness like deep fried chocolate covered bacon.  Seriously, it's Wisconsin-skinny around these parts.  We were fortunate enough to attend the Florida State Fair this year too.  Strangely, the food was the same. We have bigger cows and a lot more cheese but they were nearly identical.  It was like finding out the Easter Bunny isn't real.  All fair food can't be the same can it? 

I'll try to do better with the blog writing.  Q and I had a little man weekend this past weekend as Care was whooping it up at a bachelorette party.  All I heard was her going on an on about some dude named Magic Mike. I almost blurted out who the H is Magic Mike but then I realized some things are better left unsaid.  I'll get another blog out this week but I do have a Brewer game tonight, the Packers on Thursday night and the Badger game on Saturday.  Living here definitely has some perks.