It's been too long since I've posted

At least that's what I've been told.

So, I'm posting pictures of my 3 new pairs of shoes. Please note that the black sandals in real life are cork soled with pink and green and black leather for the braids.

I think I want to be a writer. Like wake up tomorrow with an excess of talent that hasn't previously been discovered and be able to sit at a computer and express myself for hours on end.

I now own a spoonula.

I love my job

I really do. I love getting to catch the bad guys. I love investigating and teaching. I don't really like some of the trainings that they make us do, but they're not the most horrible thing anyone has ever asked me to do. and the one I went to today was actually pretty good. It was all about the difference between the generations in the workforce and what shaped them as they grew up. Learning about these differences should help us communicate with other generations.

I learned that I am considered Gen Y or millenial. There has been debate in the past at where that line is and I've seen the line between Gen X and Y be 1976 - 1983. This class put the line at 1978. There was a lot I identified with - and a bit that I didn't agree with at all. For instance, I agree that we need to be explained why something needs to be done before we do it. However, I did not grow up receiving trophies just because I showed up to the games in softball, and I don't need to be told how wonderful I am every day.

Vacation Pictures

From visiting New York

This solidifies it

I have to go to the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame

The Mick Fleetwood Blues Band

Interesting.

I am in love with the new Dana Buchman line at Kohl's.

Well, I got a Sharp Acquos from the Circuit City going out of business sale. I'll be reading a manual and setting it up tomorrow. Probably after I clean my dirty and messy house.

Cute 5th Grader!

I love that they gave this 5th grader press credentials!

This American Life's Inauguration Show is very interesting. Particularly the first half about conservatives that are okay with Obama winning.

How do you pick a TV?

There are so many options.....

I've decided that it's either the Sony Bravia, Sharp Aquos or Vizio. I'm thinking 1080p at 32". That said, I can't decide which brand, or if I should pick Best Buy because of the service plan. Any thoughts?

Mucinex is a wonder drug.

Oh Jordan!

Do I Know You?

With a rare day off, one must take advantage of the opportunity to run errands. My usual grocery store closed for the holiday, so I took a trip to the local not-Pick n Save grocery store. It has a warehouse feel, but lacks the membership fees that typically accompany that atmosphere. I took my list and methodically selected the groceries from the shelves, only finding one impulse item. I had parked at the small entrance, and so I passed all the registers on the large side. There were three open registers by the small entrance, and I chose the smallest line. The cashier pulled my cart to the register. I handed my bags to the bag boy and turned to greet the cashier. The cashier kept her head down. She looked up to type on her register. She looked familiar.... I glanced at her name tag "Susie"**. That name.... Suddenly I remembered an associate that I'd terminated for theft. I took my receipt and my purchases, and hurried towards the door.

**Name changed because I signed the confidentiality part of the ethical standards at work.

Happy New Year!

I'm not making resolutions though.

Love Story

If I were going to write a love story, I don't think I would choose a romantic love. I don't even think I would choose a parental love. I think it would be a friendship love. I suppose having a theme is a good place to start. But I'm going to wait for a few more pieces to fall in place before I actually write my story down. I read the Tortilla Curtain once, and it felt so forced because the author only really worked a theme.

Because a drawer in your nightstand isn't good enough.....

Someone invented this.

Alley Cat!

My cat found her way into a bag. How cute!

Funny story

I bought pants to match these shoes that aren't available for purchase until 9/29.

Say "Hello"

To the new LPM!

(It's me!)

Did you watch history? 45 years to the day after MLKjr's "I Have a Dream" speech, America finally sees it.

*Ding* Round 3

This week I completed the third and final round of interviews for the open positions in the region. There is stiff competition, but I did my part. I hope to soon be announcing my new position. Maybe I can be a better regular blogger too....

It's been a busy month since I last posted. Not a lot eventful, but busy. June 7th we had a rainstorm that reminded me of back home. But the rivers and roads couldn't handle it. I had a really hard time getting home that night. The next day I had to learn a different way to and from my home. About a week later at the Fall's inventory, one of the bossmen in the region resigned. I went on vacation for a week to visit my family. I hadn't seen them in a year, and it had been two since I'd been home. I had a great time. Shopping, eating, watching my all-star nephew play ball, going to farmer's markets.... When I got back, I learned that my boss is going to the other district, and I'm getting a new boss. July 4th we had a picnic in the old neighborhood and I got to see my puppy. And yesterday was a great brewer's game with some coworkers.

Just in Time for June

Target now sells bridal gowns?

The Trains Hate Me

I get stopped by the train if I'm running late for work, have to go to the restroom or if I'm so tired I can't hardly keep my eyes open. That's the only time it stops me. When I'm running early or just out for a drive, it stays out of my way. The train hates me.

Here we are, two months into my new place. I love it. It's peaceful, beautiful and away. It's away from work, so I can't just stop by on my days off. It's away from stores that I like to shop at, so I save money. This past weekend, I was finally able to get out and walk some of the trails. I should have moved closer to nature sooner.

10 years

05.26.98

• The oh-so-original slogan we shouted to show our pride: 98!98!9-9-9-9-98!


• I was much more intense about everything.


• My friends were from various groups.


• I had not yet tasted alcohol.


• I worked at Walgreen's.


• I went to State in Debate, Forensics, Solo and Ensemble.


• I was 17.


• I drove an '82 Ford Granada that received a dent in the hood from my tochus when I decorated it for graduation.

Spring has sprung

It's spring! It's finally spring!

Eye opening 30 minutes explaining the housing bubble burst.

Exercise?

Try a Jedi Gym!

Email me if you want my home number. My cell doesn't work at home anymore :*(

A lot

I have moved. There are horses and a dog and some kitties. It's pretty much a return to my childhood and is quite refreshing. I'm unpacked, and learning the trash schedule. And I know my new phone number. Overall, I'm happier here and it's a good fit for now.

I hope to get back to making my list soon. And post regularly.

Top 100, Part deux

26. See a concert at Carnegie Hall

27. Be a regional level LPM.

28. Own a place that has a music room and a study.

29. Go on a cruise

30. Learn to play an instrument other than piano.

31. Love someone more than I love myself.

32. Puddle jump in another country

33. Drink wine in Napa.

34. Drink wine in France.

35. Buy shoes in France.

36. Buy a couture dress.

37. Have beautiful shoes custom made for my feet.

38. See the pyramids

39. Run a mile.

40. Sing in a choir again.

41. Walk the Susan Komen race for the cure.

42. Host a benefit.

43. Act in a minor local production.

44. Climb a small mountain.

45. Ride in a hot air balloon.

46. Go on a cruise.

47. Go white water rafting.

48. Own a foreign beautiful car.

49. Ride a motorcycle.

50. Spend a week at the Musee D'Orsee

Top 100 Things To Do

I regularly read www.mightygirl.net, and a while back she posted a series of blogs that I thought "neat, not for me" about. Now that I'm knee deep in bubble wrap and living a minimalist existence for the next three days, I'm remembering some goals I set for myself as a twelve-ish year-old. I was going to be a research MD that owned a horse farm in Texas with lots of cowboys. So, that's not exactly how things are going down now, but let's make a new list:
1. Get a dog.
2. Travel abroad alone
3. Live for at least one year in Northern France.
4. Learn to shoot a gun.
5. Try a roller coaster again as an adult.
6. Teach someone to read.
7. Get rid of all of my credit cards
8. Get my master's degree
9. Write a novel
10. Learn to ride a horse without a guide person
11. Get the $25K case
12. Always live somewhere that I have freedom to paint
13. Own a classic car
14. Attend a benefit gala
15. Tend my own herb garden
16. Learn to care for house plants
17. Learn to ballroom dance (more than the waltz)
18. Own a hang on the wall tv (I'm superficial too)
19. Keep my cholesterol in check
20. Fill up my iPod
21. Take pictures that someone calls amazing.
22. Learn to ride a bike
23. Participate in a "Take back the night" march.
24. See the stars again
25. Watch an Aurora Borealis

So, I'll go in 4 parts as well, because this is pretty difficult!

April Fool's

Only one person played a joke on me. And I really didn't fall for it.

I move Saturday.

Rehabilitation that works

At least, that's what I got out of this story.

Movie review

Paris je t'aime!

A collection of short films centering on love in Paris. With 20 defferent directors, you wouldn't think that this collection would weave together so well. I cannot be called upon to choose a favorite film. But my favorite quote is ("By acting like a man in love, he became a man in love again.")

I totally posted the French version of the quote and blogger edited it. Arg.

It's not funny

The snow needs to stop. The vernal equinox has passed. Spring is officially here. A foot of snow is incongrous and unnecessary.

Have a beer with me until this passes.

I will also need a phone, a vacuum cleaner, and handsoap. There's more, I'm sure.

Libiamo's was tasty

Howdy

Kari and I crossed Bella's Fat Cat off the list. Wait..... It wasn't on the list. Kari and I thought outside the box and ate at one of our favorite places despite it not being on the list last night. Bella's now has cheese for cheese fries. I have asked for cheese for cheese fries every time I eat there for the past 8 years or so. Go me!

This past Tuesday sucked. I took care of the change of address and stopping service of phone, internet and electricity. Then I got the "I think we need to talk" notice. And it was my last day off before working 7 in a row. Which means my next day off is still two days away. This Tuesday, I'll be painting and moving more stuff. I also have a doctor's appointment that I have moved around several times for work. Work tried to get me to work Tuesday. I threw down. I'm tired of moving my doctor's appointment.

On a fun note, I was a star in a training video for work Thursday and Friday!

Took care of Nessun Dorma today. Go us!

Check!

Sobelman's
Kari and I crossed this off of our list today. It was not my first time there, but it was hers. Our waitress was amazing, which is rare for me to say. And the burgers are truly awesome. Check it out for yourself!

bwahahahaha

This week

I've worked 6 days
I cleaned the kitchen in my new apartment
I got 2 cavities filled
I was called for jury duty
I got my first, and probably last, credit app
I participated in our district's first DA case of the year
I bought a grown up mirror
I got rid of A LOT of clothes

And I'm not done yet :)

One Month Left In Riverwest

So Kari and I have a "To Do" list of things that we haven't yet done, or things we've loved doing, while I've lived in this neighborhood the last five years. In no particular order:

Broad Vocabulary
Nessun Dorma
Cafe Brucke
The New Alterra
Mad Planet
Sobelman's
Sprecher Brewery
Italian restaurant from Steph
Oakland Trattoria
Palermo Villa
Third Ward Shopping
Coquette Cafe

I'm sad that my time will end before I get to spend a few nights enjoying my wonderful balcony once more. If I had known that the last time I sat on the balcony before winter arrived would have been my last time ever, I would have stayed out there much longer. There's a lesson in that, I suppose.

I don't want to move with about 48% of my being. But, it's very exciting all the same. I'm sure I'll make a similar list the next time I move!

Wisdom

“I think that voting is important because if voting wasn’t invented a lot of things would be weird. Like if we didn’t have an election for president and we did rock, paper, scissors for it, that’d be kind of weird,” Jordan says.

Kids in Wisconsin also voted today.

I VOTED!

Granted, it was just the Presidential Primary and one open alderperson's seat. But still....



I VOTED!

By April 15th

I will need a toaster and a wine rack.

Holy cow!

LOL

Read this and laugh.....

Note - I didn't laugh until he drew a diagram of a circular argument.

Taking Suggestions

...for someplace warmer than -3 degrees to live. Cold is stupid.

Last Week

While I was sick, life at work continued. It was inventory week, and Bayshore was mine to run. My boss made me go home Saturday and Monday, and requested that I stay home Tuesday. The unfortunate aspect of this came on Wednesday when I got in to work. I was feeling much better until I found that my store had done nothing more to prepare for inventory. By 3 Wednesday afternoon, I was done for. I went home and got in bed. I slept until 3 the next morning. I did my best to shake off this sickness and ran my stockroom inventory. I was home by 5 and in bed by 5:15. It took longer to fall asleep this time, as my cough would not settle down. I got up at 3 in the morning, shoveled my driveway and geared up for day 2. I dropped my coffee in the snow. And the inventory service only had 6 people to start the day with. But when all was said and done, it was 4 in the afternoon.

I'm still coughing, but I do feel better.

quote

When I was little I wanted to be the president, a firewoman, a teacher, a cheerleader and a writer. Now all I want is to be happy. And left alone. And I want to know who I am in the contest of a world full of hate and domination.

"Bloodlove" by Christine Doza

I am sick.

Why you are all glad I'm not an engineer after all:

Read me.

I don't understand how taxes are figured. I try every year to grasp what formula they use. And I can't get it.

Can't Get No Satisfaction.

It's incredibly unsatisfying when you need to cry, you feel the lump in your throat kind of need to cry, and it's not about something, but you can't seem to actually cry. I'm overwhelmed with a need. I have a box of tissue and my teddy bear. But the tears will not come.

I love coffee!

I guess I've been a bit busy

I've been neglecting my blog. I realized that while I was finally doing laundry today. I have a few posts that I've been "working on" for weeks. Which is to say that I had an idea, started a post, then got distracted and forgot about it.

Some distractions have been awesome: The Kaletas (all), The Donohues (all), boyfriend and puppy, good friends and good books.

Some distractions didn't suck too bad: Inventory stuff, resolving DA cases.

Some distractions I could do without: Bills, laundry, cooking.

I'm not resolving to post more frequently. But I am willing to promise to try to post more frequently. That sounds like I write for a politician.

No Resolutions

I'm boycotting New Year's Resolutions this year.

Thank You

I'm grateful for people that have welcomed me into their family. The Kaletas and Donohues, Lempas and Lallensacks who all make sure that I am now family instead of "crazy single old maid." I'm not only grateful to be loved. But also because this is not something I want to be one day: This American Life, episode 346.

Go NASA

NASA named a bully galaxy "Death Star Galaxy"....

Commercials

The Toyota commercials are bugging me.

1. An insurance company would never pay to replace a car that was sabotaged.
2. If it did, the insured could probably be charged with fraud.
3. If you want a new car, buy a frickin car.

All I want for Christmas....

Winter Wonderland

Wish List

I realize that I put things I wish for up for all to see all year long. I also realize that not everyone who checks out my blog will be buying me a Christmas present. But I put together a list for my parents to hand out to family members, so I thought I'd post it here too.

Blue Suede Shoes, size 8.5

Reading Is Sexy shirt, size M (mine is dying)

Striped Socks

I love edge brownies!

Typwriter jewelry or Scrabble jewelry

Coins

And as always, the Amazon wish list.

I have a Lane Bryant account because of their fabulous lingerie for a fuller figured woman. As with most places that have their own charge customers, I get a lot of mail advertising specials that are coming up. I generally discard them because Lane Bryant specializes in larger sizes and most of the specials are about clothing rather than lingerie. The last catalog I received from Lane Bryant is titled "Lane Bryant presents Figis Gifts in Good Taste". What is it? It's candy. That's right folks, Lane Bryant sold their charge customers' names to a mail order treat catalog to make their large customers larger.

Meanieheads.

Clutzy, I am

I walked into a wall today while attempting to point out a fashion faux pas.

It snowed.

It isn't the first snow of the season. But it is the first snow that the roads sucked and my car needed to be cleaned. And as I was clawing at the snow topped with ice last night, I thought to myself: The most romantic thing that could happen right now is for someone to clean my car off and dig out my tires.

HAPPY DECEMBER!

24 days and counting.....

The Game

Packers v. Cowboys. Not exactly a rivalry, but both claim to be "America's Team". Both cannot be "America's Team", so it comes down to a Thursday Night Football game, televised in Milwaukee, Green Bay and Dallas only to determine who will earn the title.

Both teams are 10 - 1. One team is lead by a beloved quarterback that is have a miracle season despite his old age. One team has a volatile wide receiver that melts down when he has any difficulties to overcome. Both teams have overcome.

We will be having pizza. Or maybe chicken.

Puppy

Isn't the puppy the cutest! I definitely want one of my very own one day.

Puppy's first Thanksgiving.

Kari and I can't serve ourselves pie.

Great lunch today.

If you didn't know

It has been "Holiday 2007" for about three weeks now. I am now tired of "Jingle Bell Rock", "Zat You Santa Clause" and "Snow". My store is on slate for lots and lots of walks from everyone - the new regional manager, the regional lp manager, the ceo, the vp of lp... you name it, they are coming to my store. And they are coming on different days and looking at different things. I find it amazing that our visiting "helper" from corporate would be shocked that we would have open to close coverage from lp on Friday. I also find it amazing that he didn't think we would be productive unless he brings a second controller. I'll take it, but that's a dangerous assumption that would be interpreted as a bet if I knew him better.

Yesterday started the, "Oh. My. God. I just watched a new hire do...." with the doing ranging from giving massive discounts, take a pair of earrings or fall asleep in the stockroom. Yes folks, I have rested enough. This is my time of year. The bright light you see, that is me!


So, contrary to corporate advice, I'm wishing you Merry Christmas one day before Happy Thanksgiving.

Nice.

Reason

Reason # 8,763,094 why I hate Starbucks.

Womanifesto

I have never considered myself a feminist or an advocate of women's lib. I never truly felt I needed to be. How selfish I am.

I am not the only woman who has been too drunk to speak up for herself in college.

I am not the only woman who was subjected to asshole boys grabbing her breasts at her first high school party.

I am not the only woman fighting an uphill battle in a male dominated field.

I am not the only woman that threads her keys, pointy side out, through her fingers for self defense even in broad daylight.

I am not the only woman who struggles inexplicably with weight.

I am not the only woman who finds reprieve from her so-called "imaginary" PMS with the magic of birth control. I am not the only woman who has cried at work for no reason.

I am not the only woman who doesn't care if she gets married and has children.

I am not the only woman who loves everyone in her life this hard.

I am not the only woman who needs to talk about these things to understand and live better.

Call me. Email me. Write me a letter. Let's talk.

Me too.

This woman's story on NPR stopped me very abruptly today. I do not have the same faith, or the same exact views on faith. But I have traveled a similar journey of questioning. I am thankful I questioned early enough to not marry someone that did not deserve me.

I wonder how many people are hurt by legalism and stereotypes. I am a Christian. I am probably a "bad" Christian, but I am a Christian. When Barbara talked about visiting her mother's church and bringing her tattooed and pierced children, boy did I identify. I have visited many churches. Many churches decided, based on my fashion, piercings and walk that I must not be a Christian. The minister preached salvation messages directly at me because "the Lord told him that I need Jesus." Really? Listen carefully to Jesus and look with your heart instead of your eyes next time. Thanks.


Post updated with correct audio link. The second half of the show is the interview with Barbara Allen.

Goals

What a better time than the almost end of the year to set goals.
1. Minimize checking work email from home.
2. Declare all hours worked, even if you pilfered work home to do.
3. Finish the bleeping Wicklander book already.
4. Actually continue to go to the gym 3 times a week
5. Meditate

The unfortunate thing is, I have not picked easy goals. We'll see how I've done come January!

This is gonna be a weird winter.

Today, I purchased black nail polish. I've owned midnight blue, purple and green nail polish. But this is my first foray into the black nail polish. It's not Halloween any more, and I haven't celebrated Halloween in nearly a decade. But I wanted black nail polish.

It's a sign. Or maybe the better word for it is a clue. "Sign" makes me think of "omen" which makes me think of "fate" which isn't going to fit into this discussion very well.

It's a clue.

Other clues include my current and recent reading material. I just finished a book of short stories that left me simply stymied. I'm reading a book with a name I would hardly dare utter aloud. I have to say, I disagree with a good portion of the author's beliefs in that book, but it is making me think long and hard about the feminist movement of my mother's time and the complete lack of feminism in our time outside of lesbianism. I've put down Obama's book for now. And I've picked up three books for work.

I am in no way, shape or form ready for a move like grad school. But I've asked Eastern Kentucky for information about their program.

I don't know what any of the clues are pointing to.... But I can say: This is gonna be a weird winter.

I don't like sitcoms

That is all. Carry on.

Dear Anonymous,

If I am sitting across the table from you and cannot hear or understand your words, you need to speak up and enunciate. I suggest, going forward, that you whisper to everyone. You see, when you whisper, I can understand every word you are saying from 2 miles away. And I would like to know how you can achieve a whisper that is so clear and loud, but cannot speak clearly in a normal speaking voice. How does this happen? Do you practice this annoying skill? Are you proud of it?

Any efforts you can make to ensure that you no longer annoy the poop out of me is greatly appreciated.
LOVE, PAWS,
Ashlee

Holy Hill

So pretty! So, so pretty!

I joined a gym

My insurance company is covering a rental for me while my car is being fixed. They told me that I would be covered for a comparable sized car. Enterprise first put me into a PT Cruiser. That car did not start. Then a Kia Rio. I refused this car. I asked exactly how a Kia Rio compared to a Mercury of any kind. They offered me a Saturn Ion. Because I knew that Kari has this car, I figured it would be ok. It is not ok. It is four steps below Kari's Ion. And it's not comfortable to drive. And I feel like if I sneeze, it will break. The steering wheel is too small and you have to take your hand off the steering wheel and reach around with all your might in order to activate the blinker. And it's a non-smoking car that someone smoked in. I can't wait to get Daisy back.

quote

Paris is like a whore. From a distance she seems ravishing, you can't wait until you have her in your arms. And five minutes later you feel empty, disgusted with yourself. You feel tricked.

Henry Miller, 1961

I disagree, but the imagery in this statement is powerful.

Falling down

My favorite season has not let me down. The amazing artwork that has been painted and painted over and over in the leaves makes me satisfied each day. When I see the reds and oranges and yellows and greens mixing and falling and dancing, I wonder how people can't see the beauty of science and appreciate the expression of poetry.

And I've watched some hall of fame level football games. And imbibed warm beverages. And layered shirts and leggings and skirts. I've craved a bonfire and mulled cider.

At the same time, though, I can't believe the hurried pace this year has inspired. It's the end of October! It's the Holiday Season! I'm planning Thanksgiving and Christmas gatherings. I'm considering the gifts I should purchase. I'm excited for it all and sad that it's rushing to get here.

I'm off to savor my stew and read more of my book and try to hold on to the last bit of fall.

My poor broken car

My insurance company won at long last!

The mack truck hit me just as I was climbing down the ladder at work today. I'm in bed, recovering from my stinking cold. At least I have tomorrow off and can continue the healing process.

new pictures.

Recipe to make Ashlee feel old

Begin with Ashlee. Add one subordinate, born 1985. Slowly stir in this interview with Dave Grohl, drummer of Nirvana then Foo Fighters by Teri Gross.

That's right. My part-timer has no clue who Nirvana or Kurt Cobain are. I tried to sing a few bars from "Smells Like Teen Spirit" and received an extraordinarily blank stare. That's the anthem of my generation, isn't it? Well, I would rather it be considered "Smells Like Teen Spirit" over that effing Green Day song that brought us into this current emo generation.

Newsflash

While cleaning my room today, I discovered that I am a purse person.

Amazing feats of stupidity

Daisy's second oil change had been due for about two weeks when I pulled my car manual from the glove compartment. I rooted around for a while and found the paperwork from her first oil change. I called Braeger Ford and requested the service department. Chris signed my Chevy up for an oil change and tire rotation, then verified that I do not, in fact own a Chevy. I have never owned a Chevy. Chris then entered Daisy's information and set up my appointment for this morning at 9.

I woke up early and left home about 8:20. I drove straight out Burleigh to Highway 100 (108th Street for non-Milwaukeeans). I drove south on Highway 100 to Oklahoma and put on my blinker to pull into a Ford-Lincoln-Mercury dealer. I looked at the sign that said Gordie Boucher. I looked at the time: 9 on the dot.

I hopped on the freeway, got off at South 27th Street and turned south. The addresses went the wrong way. I pulled a u-turn and started heading in the correct direction. I saw the sign for Braeger Ford and pulled in at 9:20.

At least I didn't walk into any doors this time.

In love.

I have a new moisturizer from Origins. It's light, non-greasy, smells fabulous and it actually moisturizes! So, buy, buy, buy!

quote

"Youngsters often make decisions using the fun coefficient. The fun coefficient is the amount of fun that they will have doing something divided by the amount of trouble they will get into if discovered."
Wicklander/Zulawski

I'm wondering if the fun coefficient has it's own Greek letter. Or if the entire equation is represented as f(un)=fun/trouble.

Adventures in Cooking

Today I picked up this cookbook. I have been slowly adding tofu to my diet and it's hard to prepare it in interesting ways with out knowing much about it. So, experimentation with recipes is my task.

I love Milwaukee

Today, I visited one of my favorite neighborhoods in all of Milwaukee: Brady Street. Besides wonderful restaurants and fabulous shops there are just general good vibes. They have an annual festival. "Not in Milwaukee, WI!" you might say. It's true. And for the last six years, they've held a doggie parade. Great Danes, chows, mutts, puppies, doggies and more! Fluffy dogs that can't keep their costumes on. Kitties in strollers. Superdog! And two bees! The parade ended at St. Rita's church with an extra special sermon on diversity and pet blessing.

I love Milwaukee.