My Memorial Day Adventure
After a "triple scoop week end" (rehearsal dinner on Friday, weddings on Saturday and Sunday) I was ready to sleep in and do pretty much nothing on Monday when I got a phone call from my old friend "Greenpeace" (so nick-named by me for his dedication to the environment) asking what I was doing on Monday. Not much, I said. Then he came up with an idea that no true blue Wisconsin girl can resist; "Wanna drive to some po-dunk town we have never been to, find a local tavern, drink PBR and hang with the locals, and have really greasy bar food for lunch?"
If I said no, I might as well move to Illinois. So I went.
Road tripping on a gorgeous Wisconsin Day, blasting tunes in the car, PBR and wings and brats at the bar in Belgium, Wisconsin....priceless.
The best days are not always planned.
If I said no, I might as well move to Illinois. So I went.
Road tripping on a gorgeous Wisconsin Day, blasting tunes in the car, PBR and wings and brats at the bar in Belgium, Wisconsin....priceless.
The best days are not always planned.