1 post tagged “wisconsin”
Or: Why Does Everything I Want to Write About Revolve Around Food?
Or: Drinking Three Diet Cokes at Dinner Will Keep You Up Thinking About How Shallow and Greedy You Are.
So, here we are. Spring break. Wisconsin Dells. WHOOOOOOOOO... (Haven't we been here before?)
First things first. Best. Indoor Waterpark. EVER. Ever. This hotel/waterpark is so frakking awesome. I hope we can make this a tradition and come here at least once a year.
2. The drive up here, although only five hours, was quite torturous. We stopped to eat a restaurant that Todd swears serves the best New York strip steak in the world. He makes a point of eating there whenever he's up that way on business. I've been hearing about this strip steak for quite some time. So when I took one bite of my steak and proclaimed that Outback's steak was better...Todd practically divorced me right there at the table!
3. Everything in Wisconsin seems to be served with cheese. Way to perpetuate that stereotype, Wisconsin. But cheese is delicious, so all is forgiven.
4. This hotel is in close proximity to an outlet mall that has crazy good deals. I spent more there today than the cost of the hotel, but did I mention good deals? We saved more in the long run Todd, I promise!
5. We had such a delicious meal in the hotel restaurant tonight. I swear no family shares food in a restaurant like we share food. By the end of the meal, everyone has tried something from everyone else's plate. It must appear, to the other diners, that we are a family of ill-mannered primates, snatching food from each other and generally behaving like we shouldn't be allowed out in public. So, an accurate assessment then.
The dessert...words cannot do justice. I didn't have my camera with me (for once!) so in this instance a picture cannot be worth a thousand words either.
7.Todd and Jesse's relationship is built almost entirely upon mutual teasing and ridicule. If they talked to me the way they talk to each other I would dissolve into a pool of tears. When I protest that the things they're saying are hurtful, I hear that "[they're] just playing with each other".
Tonight at dinner I heard the following:
Todd: Is it SO much fun?
Jesse: Eh.
Todd: What?! When I was a kid this would have been the greatest day of the year for me!
Jesse: Wow. I would feel sorry for you, but you're not worth feeling sorry for.
I might worry that they're so mean to each other but as I write this they're snuggled on the bed in the hotel room watching Happily N'ever After, a picture of daddy-son contentment.
And I am never going to be able to sleep due to those afore-mentioned diet cokes and also I feel disgusted with myself for eating all that midnight mint torte for dessert. Ugh.
