Thursday, October 22, 2009

Lake Geneva 2006



On a friday in January of 2006 my Dad picked me up from school. It was a half day and the end of the first semester. I had just finished my finals and Dad wanted me to go with him to Wisconsin so he could to some research about his Grandfather. I almost didn't go because I wanted to watch the premiere of High School Musical on Disney Channel (pathetic, I know). But we went. First stop was Pell Lake, then Lake Geneva. I stayed in the Lake Genevea library while dad went to different libraries to look up records and what not.

The Lake Geneva library is one of my favorite places to go in Wisconsin. For some odd reason, it reminds me of my childhood. They have a bunch of comfortable chairs facing Geneva Lake, a winding staircase, and some of the friendliest librarians I have ever met.

I stayed there most of the day. At one point I got bored and walked the streets of downtown Lake Geneva. I went into a small giftshop and Daniel Powter's "Bad Day" came on. That made me even more happy and I declared it my Wisconsin song. (One of many.)

After awhile I went back to the library and settled down with "Flight #116 is Down" and declared that my Wisconsin book. I read a good 5 or 6 chapters when Dad finally came back to get me. I bookmarkered my spot and said I would read the rest of the book the next time we came to Lake Geneva.

As we were leaving I overheard the kind librarians talking about a big snow storm that would be coming to Wisconsin.

We were on our way back to stop at Woodman's when it started snowing. Instead of doing the smart thing and heading home quickly we stopped at Woodman's and then Gurnee Mills. The mall was completely empty and slightly creepy but Dad and I had a good time.

When we finally head home, we inched our way back to Indiana it was snowing so hard. Dad was grumbling the whole way home but I was smiling. I had a great day and the snow beautiful and sparkly.
We got home around in three in the morning. That is how ridiculous the traffic was. But it is still one of my favorite Wisconsin memories.

Friday, October 16, 2009

I have many different groups of friends from various churches/ministries. Lately I feel like an odd duck...that I don't fit in anywhere. Maybe thats what a year of being on your own does to you. You get inside yourself. I don't mind it really but sometimes I miss feeling like a part of something.