damn it feels good to be a badger

hello hello friends and sis. i know, i know it's been awhile since i've updated this ol' blogaroo but it's like hard to keep up the blog and stuff. however, this past weekend was most def blog worthy. i trekked all the way back to the midwest to visit madison for homecoming. naturally it was amazing to run into everyone i've ever known since 1984 and visit old madison staples such as madison's, the city, stadium bar, tornado room and HATTERS!!! i mean, really where do i even begin?! i immediately booked it off the plane friday night and into e's arms with a big hug and then into her honda civic to get up to madtown while blasting dance beats. i anticipated meeting up with a couple of friends at madison's and then out with college friends. however, when i got there it wasn't just a couple of friends it was an entire table full of familiar faces including the new supreme court justice gableman, james, amy, kirsten, juston, darrin, cindy, etc. it was awkward for a brief moment as they suggested i give a speech before i realized what they were even there for (celebrating the swearing in of gableman). at that very moment I thought about practicing my maid of honor speech for e's wedding. i figured, e was there dressed in a purple mini skirt and leggings (practically wedding attire) and if anyone could give me advice about a speech it would be a supreme court justice, the political director of rpw - juston and the communications director - kirsten. i feel like they would've all had wise words of wisdom for moi and when was i really going to be in the same place with all three of them ever again? well, my first gin and tonic hadn't quite hit me yet and i decided to refrain from giving a speech to a girl in a shiny purple tube skirt with leggings in front of the supreme court justice. maybe next time, eh? saturday morning arrived before we knew it and i was already getting text messages/phone calls in the am to immediately start drinking. i barely get up on the weekends to function let alone drink alcohol at 9am. instead, i decided to spend my extra time looking badger fabulous for the stadium bar. i'm really glad i did this since (if you are eating breakfast, lunch or dinner stop now and come back to read the rest of this post on an empty stomach later) when i got there some overserved drunk chick decided to projectile vomit all over the back of my jacket (the funky black jacket i got with casey at h&m). you heard me right, someone blew chunks all over me. now at this moment i'm thinking, does this actually happen to people?! and do people actually drink THAT much they can't hold their alochol at 1:00 o'clock in the afternoon?! yes and yes are the answers to those questions. e and i immediately went to the bathroom and for a brief second bitches in the massive line were like no budding! um, we've got a puker in the bar and in case you want it all over your clothes too you're going to let me go clean this off (yeah, ny has toughened me up a bit). once i washed it off and drank enough to forget what actually happened i ran into about 293470234237 people i knew from hs/college/politics/friends of friends from politics/friends of friends from college/you know them, i saw them. that night the entire crew transported themselves in the exact same badger gear from the afternoon to the new hatters. a little background for those who don't know about madhatters - it was my favorite bar in college before it got taken down for the stupid student center for students. it was literally one of those bars where everyone knew your name. well, this past weekend was no different except the bar has re-opened in a new location with not one but two floors and a heck of a lot cleaner bathrooms. as soon as we got there we were about to call everyone to meet up but naturally they were already there with miller lite's in hand and ready to dance the night away. well, the weekend ended with a lovely brunch with the old bosses and some shopping on state street. i've finally sobered enough to write about it. usually i wouldn't write about so much drinking and partying but frankly it was just one of those weekends. next time i'll write about going to church and volunteering with little kids. :) i've kept you kiddies (maybe) by the end of this post so if you've made it congrats and peace out!