Category Archive: Wausau
Five Questions Composed in a Rowboat
1. If you had to pick one finger to lose, painlessly, which one would you be willing to sacrifice? I think I would get rid of the one next to my right pinky, it never does anything.
2. Where in Wausau will you not go? Or shop?
3. Where is your favorite place to get pie in town?
4. Do you have a library card?
5. In purchasing hand tools like wrenches or screwdrivers or others, what makes a good tool? What are some prominent features that you look for in a DIY item?
In Honor Of
It is Memorial Day weekend. A day that is in fact a weekend. While many of us use this weekend as the start of gardening, or fishing, or cleaning, the nature of the holiday is to be thankful and gracious to those that served in our military.
First off, did you know that Memorial Day used to be called Decoration Day? I have a feeling it sounds better now.
I have had little connection with military folks. But at no point did I ever not feel amazed by this group of people. My grandfather fought in WWII and had his hand shot. …
Stockholm Syndrome: More Musings on a Town Without a Theater
[author’s note: This was originally posted on my personal blog, as it was a bit long to be a response to Dino’s post. I’ve added a couple things since then though, based on discussions that I’ve had with some of you fine folks and Mr. Rob Mentzer]
This started as a response to Dino’s Wausau Has No Movie Theaters. Sadly it’s ballooned into a whole post. All the same, I was happy to see that Dino got folks back on track, as the big “Wausau without boarders” debate really missed the point of …
More 400 Block-iness
So, far be it from me to give props to the cats at 550 AM, but, today I happened to have nothing in my car to listen to on the drive to work. So, I was trapped. I turned it on, and bang, they were talking about the 400 Block.
It appears from this agenda item that this City Council has once again sought to move forward on the 400 Block. Now, according to sources, there is a completed project and the design will be approved tonight. This, according to a source within City Hall, is the final step of discussion …
Four Questions while the rain splatters and splashes against my window
1. Are you who you say you are online?
For various reasons a lot of us use pseudonyms when we are online to protect our identities. We have handles, avatars and nicknames as cloaks to shield us from the evil Reality Monster that can come to bite us in the behind with identity theft or real-life harassment. I find it interesting when I find my mommy-blog friends on Facebook. They never used their real names on their blog, but they do on Facebook. It’s curious to analyze the dichotomy of online and offline relationships and where they slam up against each …
Ten Things you did not know about Wausau
For the record, I do not know if any of these are true, but they might be. I hope we can avoid reading too much into this.
1. Wausau’s favorite band was, is, and always will be They Might Be Giants. It was Wausau’s first concert as a teen, and the geek love just never faded.
2. Wausau once got into a yelling match with Wisconsin Dells at Color Rama (oh the old days) over a girl. No one liked Dells that much at the time, they were doing cotton candy and were out of control. No one ended up getting a …
8 Questions that think Arsenio Hall was Never Really Funny
1. At work this week, we ended up talking EXTENSIVELY about skin care in the cold. Some folks took vastly different steps to ensure proper skin care in the winter months in Wisconsin, while others simply did the same things. Do you do anything different?
2. I had a dream about winning the lottery. Two questions, do you think dreams have meaning? If you one the …
Friday Questions that Hope for Warm Spell
1. I’ve been wondering about hickies. Maybe hickies are only a social make-out thing from my generation. Maybe no one under 50 or 40 even knows what a hickey is. Dictionary.com defines a hickey as “a reddish mark left on the skin by a passionate kiss.” In school, if we saw anybody wearing a turtleneck shirt, we knew they were hiding the evidence, and they were immediately more popular than pre-turtleneck, because if they had a hickey, they must be a real party-animal. (We never considered that the turtleneck was just what their mom picked out for them to wear.) …
The Christmas Flower
When I was a little girl living on top of the hill above the hospital, near the “tippy-top,” surrounded by fields and forests, I loved planting a half-acre garden with my mom every summer. It was delightful. I loved the flowers especially. We had ancient dahlia bulbs that stretched the length of the garden and bloomed with a dark red richness and a deeply satisfying scent. I was so sad that the flowers didn’t grow in the winter, so my mother and I built a little greenhouse on the side of the garage.
I loved that greenhouse. It was so much …
The Christmas I Was Not There
I think my favorite Christmas memory was the year I realized how much I mean to the people in my life and how my life has intrinsic value.
It had been a rough year in college for me. I was piling responsibility after responsibility on my shoulders. Extra projects for school, signing on to sit on more and more executive boards of more and more organizations. I was overextending myself, and I was burning out quickly.
One day after a big fundraising event, one of my underlings had to bring the cash box to the bank. It was piled full of cash …