15/366 :: Wednesday 15 January 2020 loving this new mug from Spark Haus Vintage! 16/366 :: Thursday 16 January 2020 I finally took down the lace curtains that were on all eight of the windows upstairs at my house. (I moved those frames on the left to my bedroom, but then they fell off the wall and now they no longer exist.) 17/366 :: Friday 17 January 2020 frosted view. 18/366 :: Saturday 18 January 2020 another snowfall. 19/366 :: Sunday 19 January 2020 sparkle snow. 20/366 :: Monday 20 January 2020 George says hi. 21/366 :: Tuesday 21 January 2020
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oh, Milwaukee. I cried on my drive home a year ago today, and maybe I will today too. what started as a trip to IKEA turned into a visit once a month for thirteen months. my reasons for visiting evolved over time, but it came to a point where making the drive was important for two reasons: getting out of Door County for the day and simply completing a year of monthly visits. it’s been lovely, it’s been hard some days, and it happened. these thirteen months held four trips to IKEA, two visits to the art museum, and visits to Discovery World, the Domes, and the zoo. I wandered lakeside parks, thrift and vintage stores, and cemeteries. I ate Mexican food served by a woman who called everyone cute pet names, frozen yogurt on a park bench, a burger in a fake treehouse, and the best cake at a tiny coffeehouse. I laughed until I couldn’t speak, cried in a bedroom other than my own, yelled “and don’t get murdered!” with a bunch of strangers in a fancy theater, and loudly listened to The Lumineers’ III. a piece of my heart will forever live in Milwaukee, probably in the shape of a rock on the floor of my favorite Lake Michigan. thank you Milwaukee, and thank you to the people who were part of these mentioned and unmentioned memories. until next time, stay weird. - 20191218 December: getting to spend time with two friends for the first time in too long. IKEA. so tired. Mexican food. packed a suitcase as a guarantee that I would make it home. accidentally spent the night. crying. drive home in the morning. so tired. January: request a decent shitty diner. it’s perfect in that sense. loud children. improperly cooked apples in the crepes. listening to music and laughing. back home early. February: Discovery World for the aquarium and Les Paul. children everywhere. Mexican food. neighborhood tour. thrift store laughter. a sense of belonging. talking and crying about things that only a handful of people know about. Hotel Showdown. leaving too late in the evening and telling myself I should know better. March: burgers in the fake treehouse that is Georgie Porgie’s. Target. Goodwills. Timbuk3 following us around. knowing I found a friend for life. The Outpost and Trader Joe’s on the way home because I wasn’t running late. April: Goodwill. coffee and pizza at Anodyne. being followed by a goose as I wandered a lakeside park. Target. first Milwaukee cemetery: Forest Home, where the brewers reside. Ulta says my perfume is discontinued. the boys call and say that Notre-Dame is on fire and I don’t believe them. VV. sitar and guitar strings and amps. dinner at Kopp’s before finding a first printing of one of my favorite books at Half Price Books. listening to the songs he wasn’t working on all day. don’t stay too terribly late this time. May: announce that I’m buying a house. American Science and Surplus. Target. migraine. picking a fight about vacuums. Chick-fil-A. IKEA. the lake. driving circles downtown around my hotel because parking is hard. broken toe. long walk. brunch at the Plaza. sort of rainy. art museum. Mac and cheese downtown. My Favorite Murder at the Riverside. Vince annoyed because I kept trying to ask the ladies in front of me if they needed a Sharpie. hugging Georgia and Karen. breakfast at Kickapoo Coffee Roasters. long walk in the third ward. hike at Schlitz Audubon. ignored by a waitress in Whitefish Bay. photoshoot in Cudahy. back to crazy reality after a short break. June: breakfast with the boys at Morning Glory. they slept on the drive. Trader Joe’s. the Domes. driving around aimlessly. Tip-Top Atomic and a record store with a dog on Kinnickinnic. Insomniac Cookies. drop the boys off and go to a cemetery in St. Francis (Saint Adalberts). peonies and angel statues. back to Trader Joe’s. home at Dad’s by nine. July: bakery lunch in Whitefish Bay. lakeside park wandering. Goodwills. Big Lots and feeling ignored. frustrated and sad. drive down to McHenry for my first Steak ‘n Shake experience and a city tour. meet the families. leave Illinois too late for an angry drive through Kenosha County. goodbye hugs in the street. home early in the morning. August: IKEA for the new catalog and my free birthday lunch. wander through the store and buy a new bath mat for my new home. Mayfair outlets and mall. migraine. disappointed. laugh about June 2015. downtown Wauwatosa. frozen yogurt and a lovely long conversation on a park bench while the sun sets. home late, but happy. September: art museum before one exhibit closes and after another opens. crying in the Nares exhibit remembering April 2017. lunch in the bank building. long walk through downtown and third ward. street art. beautiful library. Monarchs in the cemetery. knowing that I’m here for myself. October: lunch at Colectivo after driving around because parking is sometimes too much for my brain. Wauwatosa is beautiful. zoo. excited to see flamingos. missing Florida. penguins look like Toad. Halloween decorations. another cemetery before the rain starts falling lightly. a little boy waves at me while I’m leaving. no longer feeling concerned about the Trader Joe’s parking structure. difficult but important phone call on the drive north from Green Bay. November: excited to go to Sprocket Café. delicious cake. quaint, beautiful space. St. Francis is a favorite neighborhood. antique store. Target has the gloves I’ve been looking for again for years. feeling lost. Sam’s Club. sun sets between Sam’s Club and Aldi. defeat. Trader Joe’s, always. December: closing a chapter. visit the lake at the end of Layton Avenue. no snow. Sprocket Café. red velvet cake. driving in circles. IKEA. buy too many things. almost cry, but don’t. three-level antique store. happy. weird to be driving a car that’s not mine. traffic.
8/366 :: Wednesday 8 January 2020 my uncle once suggested that I go here. I haven't made it in yet, but their signs make me smile whenever I'm downtown in Green Bay on my way to or from Daily Buzz. 9/366 :: Thursday 9 January 2020 I love little shelves on the sides of kitchen cabinets, especially next to windows. mine have tissue paper flowers, candles, a unicorn, a matryoshka kitchen timer, and a matryoshka salt and pepper shaker. 10/366 :: Friday 10 January 2020 second LuLaRoe dress in three days (and a third one was ordered that week. oops.) 11/366 :: Saturday 11 January 2020 little chicken pot pie from the best bakery in the Green Bay area. the little heart on top made me smile. 12/366 :: Sunday 12 January 2020 still things to add to my bedroom wall, but my favorite is the photo on glass of the MSP airport (upper left). the photo in the center is the view from my bedroom window when I lived on Third. 13/366 :: Monday 13 January 2020 overnight snow. 14/366 :: Tuesday 14 January 2020
book stack of the week. 1/366 :: Wednesday 1 January 2020 bubbly waves on the lake to start the new decade. 2/366 :: Thursday 2 January 2020 hi, house. I'm glad to see you still standing. 3/366 :: Friday 3 January 2020 the stack of currently reading. 4/366 :: Saturday 4 January 2020 it makes me happy that I'm mostly keeping up with updating my happiness project journal lately. 5/366 :: Sunday 5 January 2020 if you don't know what to get someone for a present for someone, a cozy blanket is my suggestion. 6/366 :: Monday 6 January 2020 I love looking at the ice formations on the water. 7/366 :: Tuesday 7 January 2020
is it just me, or is it hard to put things away after the holidays? 358/365 :: Tuesday 24 December 2019 Christmas on Sand Bay. 359/365 :: Wednesday 25 December 2019 I put together this Sjöpenna floor lamp from IKEA and then looked online and saw that I did it inside out... but I really do like the way that it looks with a smoother outside. it's nice and glowy when it's on (: 360/365 :: Thursday 26 December 2019 too many books, not enough bookshelves. I'm hoping to reread some of these this year. 361/365 :: Friday 27 December 2019 if I keep finding sequins around the house from my dress on Christmas Eve, how many sequins do you think were left at my grandparents' house? 362/365 :: Saturday 28 December 2019 Saturday morning entertainment. 363/365 :: Sunday 29 December 2019 not enough natural light lately. 364/365 :: Monday 30 December 2019 some favorite pieces in my bedroom. (I still need to hang my Swedish unicorn.) 365/365 :: Tuesday 31 December 2019
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