I don't know if someone lives in the house-looking part of the building, but the bar is to the right, kind of tucked back in. Not much to look at from the outside, but there was a fantastic view from the deck on the back of the bar. The first picture, with the quaint bridge, is looking towards the left and the second picture is looking towards the right. Very nice view.
This is looking down the street from Heather's. Rockdale is a tiny little, no traffic light town.
We got to Heather's about 12:15, signed in, got our shirts and ordered our beer choice for the trip (it was part of the package deal). While we waited for others to arrive and the bus to get packed up, we got the party started.
Obviously we weren't drinking from the top shelf.
Scott and me in our Brewers shirts. We're not Brewers fans, but it seemed appropriate to wear the shirts. Pretty much everyone else in the group had them on.
There was a large group that went on the trip. Two buses were chartered, including a double-decker. Scott, Kori and I rode on the "regular" bus.
I had never ridden on a bus like this. It was nice on the inside and even had a little bathroom in the back (thankfully, because there was plenty of drinking before getting on the bus and on the ride over to Milwaukee.) The fabric on the seats and roof of the bus kind of made me feel like I was in outer space.
This is Kori and Scott right after we got on the bus. They are getting the lay of the land, specifically trying to identify where the cooler of beer was put. Important information to know.
First stop after we left Heather's was just down the road to the bowling alley in Lake Ripley, where we picked up a few more folks including Kori's dad and his girlfriend Lawana.
Lawana brought "huggies" for Kori, Scott and me. I have never been to a wedding where guests got "huggies" as wedding gifts, but apparently it happens.
Now this wedding "huggie" is on a whole different level. Camouflage and a poem.
What a romantic way to commemorate the occasion.
After our stop at the bowling alley in Lake Ripley, we were off to Milwaukee. We arrived at Miller Park several hours before the game started so there was plenty of time to tailgate. It was quite the party. As soon as we got there, tents went up, coolers came off the bus, and the grill got fired up.
They had a lot of food going on that grill. The food was surprisingly good (or maybe any food tastes good after enough beer...) Not only did they have plenty of food to eat before the game, they warmed stuff up after the game, too, for post-game snacking.
Shortly after we arrived, Kori's dad had Lawana cut the sleeves off his shirt with a small pocket knife. Scott decided he wanted his sleeves cut off too.
Lawana was surprisingly adept at sleeve cutting with such a small implement.
You know you have had too much to drink when.....
....the sleeves that were cut off your shirt with a pocket knife end up on your head.
Yesterday was the first time I had met Kori's dad, Bill, and Lawana. They were both very nice. This is a cute picture of Lawana. Looking at this picture, it seems most everyone at the tailgate party was double- fisted.
I've had jello shots before, but never pudding shots. You had to be pretty good with your tongue on these, which clearly Scott and Kori were.
In addition to the pudding shots, they also had gummies (worms and bears) soaked in vodka. I don't know who comes up with this stuff. I'd be lying, though, if I said they weren't good.
Good thing neither Kori or Scott plan to run for political office. I have way too many compromising pictures of them.
Part of the reason for the trip to the game was to celebrate Kori's dad's birthday. Love these pictures of the two of them.
I love my husband, but he can be a crazy hillbilly. Really? He couldn't just have used the bathroom on the bus?
A tailgate party isn't a tailgate party until someone breaks out a beer bong.
Speaking of compromising pictures, these guys were part of the group whose bus parked next to ours. They apparently decided to have a wrestling match.
I wonder how embarrassed these guys would be to know I got a picture of them like this?
At some point, Scott ended up with food on the front of his shirt. Kori's solution to this problem? Pour beer on it, rub it out and then pretend to lick it. Scott appears to approve of this solution.
After plenty of beer, shots and food, I was ready for bed. But, alas, the baseball game hadn't even started yet.
Miller Park is a beautiful stadium. It was a 6:10 PM game, so evening was setting in as we walked over to the stadium.
Scott and I don't typically sit this far up when we go to games, partly because of my fear of heights. I handled it OK though. It was a perfect evening for a baseball game, so they had the roof open on the stadium. That retractable roof is some kind of engineering master piece.
Part of the crew at the game.
What is up with Scott? I laugh every time I look at this picture and see that expression on his face. Kori's dad is down at the end. He looks crushed.
Considering we were ready for bed before the game even started, it seemed like a long 9 innings. We hung out for a short time after the game and then the bus pulled out and headed back to Heather's. Fortunately Scott had quit drinking before the game started so by the time we got in the car to head home from Heather's he was plenty sober to drive. We got home close to midnight. It was a long day of partying and we were exhausted by the time we got home. But, we enjoyed ourselves. We always have fun with Kori
and we really enjoyed hanging out with her dad, Lawana and the others. Sadly, I couldn't even tell you who won the game.
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