That used to be the name of my original blog. Of course now I am changing that slogan to "Mo' Money, Mo' Furniture."

Today, I bought my first-ever very-own QUEEN SIZED BED. After 22 years of sleeping in a twin-sized bed, my six foot two self will finally be able to (almost) fit where I sleep. It's a Christmas miracle.

Even though beds are basically basic needs, they definitely cost a pretty penny. Even though I've been very busy at work, I've found a little free time each day to draw a little inspirational message on my marker board in my office:

This is also the countdown to when my roommate and I move into our apartment...and the day our beds get delivered! Let the countdown continue!

Gotta Get Down on Friday

I hope that each of you woke up this morning and did what I did. Turned on Rebecca Black's "Friday" music video of course. 

Even though my work is casual dress Monday-Friday, I went all out today. Last night, I thought about packing a bag to take to the gym after work today. Instead, I just wore my gym clothes to work :)

This is a little birdman statue outside of my office that is wishing you a happy weekend :)!!

A Taste of Wisconsin

I have never mentioned it before, but I'm basically obsessed with food. I guess I try to keep my love for eating on the down low.

One fun aspect of moving to a new area is trying all the local foods. Madison has many restaurants that serve meals made from locally-grown ingredients, which is super cool because it makes me feel like I'm healthy. There is also a reoccurring theme here in swissconsin: cheese. (which kind of counter-acts the healthy feeling). I've heard that, when some people go out to dinner with friends, they take pictures of who they are with, perhaps a shot of a group of smiling friends. Something along those lines. I'm more into photographing pictures of my plates, as you will soon find out.

Above is a turkey sandwich I got at a restaurant right on Capitol square called "The Old Fashioned." Those of you non-WI residents out there may be unfamiliar with the side dish to the right. Well my friends, that is a staple to every Wisconsiner's diet. They are called "cheese curds" and are served at almost every restaurant. The concept is so fantastic I'm surprised other states haven't jumped on board. Basically, it's fried cheese. Think mozzarella sticks, but so. much. better. In my opinion as a fatass food critic, anything fried = good. And anything with cheese = better. Thus, cheese curds and I are getting along quite splendidly. 

Oh, and here is another "meal" I had a famous Wisconsin brew pub called "The Great Dane":

In case you were wondering, Wisconsin Macaroni and Cheese served with a side of a soft pretzel, if perhaps not the most balanced meal, is the definition of comfort food. If you're having a bad day - EAT THIS. I ordered this when I went out to eat with my roommate and office mate - both who are awesome! I was having a good day, and then it got better! I got really lucky as far as "mates" go :)

And, last but not least...

We had a company picnic yesterday, and this is what they served. Yes, it was free. And there are over 4,000 people who work there. I think this picture speaks for it self. I'm seriously considering making it my back ground on my macbook. Nothing like a little Surf & Turf. Obviously, the lobster and steak were delicious, but I have to say  I have not had corn like that probably since I lived in Iowa when I was 7. Only improving the situation was that,  the lady who served me the corn asked if I wanted butter on it, and then dipped the corn into a vat of melted butter. I have never seen that before, but I could get used to it. I'm considering investing in a personal portable butter vat for the next time I get cheese curds. ;)

Chi-town, Bye town

I am using this forum to formally announce that me and Chicago are no longer friends. My whole life, I've claimed how it's such a fun city and done nothing but compliment it. But now my bucket list has the goal on it "never drive in Chicago again."

Why this change of heart? On my way to Madison, from now on referred to as Mad-town, my mom and I (read: my mom) drove through Chicago at about 1:30pm on a Friday afternoon. We went 2 miles in 2 hours. That is 1 mile per hour*. Chinese water torture has nothing on that. There was no accident, there was no construction, there was simply traffic. With a capital T-R-A-F-F-I-C.

*Note: the first time I posted this I did the math and wrote that it was 0.1 miles per hour. That's because thinking about my traffic nightmare makes me incapable of simple math. 

After the worst traffic jam in the century came to a slow and painful end we had a happy light at the end of the tunnel: CONSTANT TOLLS.

And I always thought New Jersey had the worst tolls in America. Flashbacks to the times my boyfriend and I were going through a toll in NJ that was like 20 cents EXACT CHANGE and the person in front of us was paying in pennies.

I have a theory that, in order to pass your driver's license test in Jersey, you must flick people off while you pass them on the highway. The curse word yelled out the window earns bonus points. If New Jersey had a state anthem, it would be the incessant blaring of angry horns.

No, you, Chicago, may even trump the dirty jerz for worst place to drive. Hopefully I will never drive either place again. Tolls in Chicago have 35 lanes for the 12 people who have "iZoom" (like easy pass) and then ONE lane for the 140 people with cash. The cash lane is in the far far far right lane. You literally have to loop off the road to pay the whopping 50 cents and then merge all the way back over to the left just to get back onto the road.  Who doesn't like merging as much as physically possible?

I captured this picture while we were driving (read: crawling) onto the "Chicago Skyway." I would have had time to paint a still-life portrait of this had I had some paint and artistic ability. My mom liked the font, as do I. Special shout out to my mom for driving through this mess. Mom, you're the best! Chicago, never again.

"The Real World"

I've come to the profound conclusion that after you start a full time job, you have less time for blogging.

Unless, of course, your full time job is blogging. Then you have one of two options. Either your life is ridiculously awesome, or you are dirt poor.

My life is only relatively awesome and I'm a good two steps above "dirt poor." Therefore, the sentence in the first paragraph is highly relevant for me.

I just started my first full-time job...and so far so good! but so busy! It's a good busy though. Just as I hardly blogged about basketball (my full-time job during college), I will probably hardly blog about work...but I wanted to share some pictures of where I am working with you!

Here is a picture of some decorations in the back of the room where I've been attending a majority of my orientation classes:

The room is in a building that has an oriental theme. Below, is some artwork from a building that has a Jungle theme:

And here is a taste of the landscaping around campus:

I am trying to do the place justice, but it is really hard to capture how cool it is with black berry pictures that are usually taken while I'm walking from point A to point B. The whole place is really like a museum but cooler :) I hope everyone is enjoying their July's! 

p.s. this is my 100th post! :) :)