From home to Madison to Lake Mills to Madison and home again.
Of course the cool, new, clean Union South would come to campus AFTER I am gone.
Goodbye apartment, I’ll miss you.
Almost contemplated buying this for Frasier.
Photo op.
No rain delay in sight.
Yes, that guy did that on purpose.
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I have a love/hate relationship with cleaning.* I don’t exactly like to do it, but I can’t help myself and feel so much better after I do.
For the past few weeks I knew I had to clean my fan as a thin layer of dust had settled on the blades, but I was dreading taking it apart; mainly because I couldn’t figure it out.
Finally, however, after discovering a pointless screw at the base of the fan, I succeeded. But I was left wanting this fan: a Dyson Air Multiplier.
Life would just be easier with one. Too bad they retail for $300.
*Yes, this is a blog post about cleaning. Sorry, but it just had to be said.
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This past weekend, my dad and I took Frasier to Dog Days at Cantigny Park in Wheaton. While this is an annual event at the park, it was only Frasier’s first experience socializing with other dogs outside of his evenings at the dog park and his one time at the dog beach, and it was quite the affair.
From the countless rescue groups like Greyhounds Only, Inc., to Save-A-Vet.org, which rescues military and law enforcement working dogs, to Fido to Go, a canine catering food truck, there was something for everyone, whether human or pooch.
Although Frasier failed miserably at the Peanut Butter Lick contest, he was the epitome of a good dog throughout the whole event.
En route. Frasier knew something fun was ahead.
Right before the Peanut Butter Lick contest.
Exploring the tents.
Watching the military simulation.
Showing off his new (free) bandana.
One pooped pup.
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Yesterday morning I was forced to go where no one ever wants to go: the dentist. To have three cavities filled, no less. Not only do I despise going to the dentist (thanks to the very first dentist I ever had who was as rude and obnoxious as they come), but I am severely proud of the fact that I have managed to avoid all said cavities for the last 10 to 12 years.
Until approximately three weeks ago. I blame the Twizzlers and Hot Tamales I’ve come to love so much.
In addition to having the three cavities filled, I also had to have an old filling replaced with whatever new-fangled “dental restorative material” they use now.
While I have nothing but good things to say about my now dentist–who I only just started going to last month–he fell prey to one of the most annoying habits a dentist can possess: talking to you when your entire jaw is numb, you can’t feel your tongue and your mouth is filled with cotton swabs and bizarre contraptions used to make sure your mouth is held open at just the right angle. No, I can’t respond to your inane questions, I can barely swallow.
All irritability aside, I am now cavity free and don’t have to see the dentist again until 2012. I’ve also learned to never underestimate a dentist you truly like. You only have one smile, people.
photo via pinterest.
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What do you do when you’re not feeling up to par?
Keep calm and walk the dog, of course.
Nothing more soothing than relaxing with your pooch.
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