THIRTY-NINE

1994
Friends/Family:
Bob, Carol K.

In the winter, Bob would put the fish house on the lake and we would spend many a weekend out there. It was fun. A village would spring up over night. I learned to clean fish and of course, that was my task for the winter. But I enjoyed it. I loved catching them more and they were delicious to eat, especially the crappies and sunnies. We also had a snowmobile and I would take that around the lake. I was never one for trail riding because the riders would go way too fast. I was more in the 40-50 mph range. I was made fun of but I didn't care. In the morning we would jet up the hill and Bob's mom would make breakfast for us. She was such a great cook. We would get our fill of coffee and head back out. Then we would get visitors all day long. It was a very social event. The fish house was fully carpeted, heated, had a stereo system and bunk beds. We were really roughing it.

Our dog Blu loved to be out there too. He would run along side the snowmobile when I drove because I drove so slow. See that little ding in the bottom left corner of the sled? That is where I hit a telephone pole after coming back from my birthday party at Rocky's. Oops...

In history, this happened: 1994
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THIRTY-EIGHT

1993
Friends/Family:
Troy, Carol, Bob

This was my brother-in-law, Troy. He was a Harley Biker boy. I look back on this with love. This is the closest I ever got to being a biker babe. Actually, we just came in from the fish house and Carol, my mother-in-law fixed us some food. It was soooo cold that I could not get warm. I loved sitting around this table during Sunday dinners and holidays. We would start out great, laughing and having a good time then the tipping point would arrive. Usually, one of Bobby's siblings would take one swig too many and there would be some sort of argument. It was always fun but sketchy times around the in-laws or should I say outlaws dining table.

In history, this happened: 1993
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THIRTY-SEVEN

1992
Friends/Family:
Mom and Dad, Bob and his family, Deluxe Friends

On September 19, 1992 I got married to Bob. He was seven years younger than me but it did not seem to matter. We played well together. Golfed, fished, camped, boated, snowmobiled, liked to have dinner parties, liked his family, he liked mine. So, we got married.

Here is a fun little pic with my mom and dad. My dad just had open heart surgery about 6 months prior to this. But nothing was going to stop him from being at my wedding. My friends, Lisa and Barb. were in the wedding. We all wore white and the men wore black. We had about 200+ in attendance and it was so much fun. My art college friend, Tom, played some music and it was so beautiful. All my music was great and I was so happy that he agreed to be a part of my day.

We rented an old girl scout camp lodge where there were two massive stone fireplaces at each end of the room. It was very rustic as the tables were built with planks with bench seats. I put potted plants on each table and let the guests take them home at the end of the evening. And speaking of evening, we had the best reception on the planet. We found a band at O'Gara's called The Leicesters. I think they were from Wisconsin. We liked their sound and asked them to play. They graciously did and everyone loved them. I think they had just as much fun as we did. My friends from Deluxe were there with bottles and bottles of Jagermeister. They were the life of the party. I had decorated the tables with little red heart confetti. By the end of the evening, they were sticking them on their faces. It looked like the Measles had struck. On Monday at work, a lot of them still had red marks on their faces where the hearts had dyed their skin. Too funny.

By the end of the evening, we were all pretty happy. Here is a picture of Karl. He was Bob's roomate. Karl and Bob were sitting together the first time I ever met Bob. Great news is that Karl met Heidi at our wedding. Today, they have been married for almost 10 years and have 3 children.

Barb and Lisa were in charge of getting us back to the hotel. Barb pulled the car around and we all got in. However, Bob was nowhere to be found. Lisa got out to find him. She finally did and he poured himself into the back seat. As he got in he stopped and said to me. "How do you like me so far?"

Our song for the event was this...


In history, this happened: 1992
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THIRTY-SIX

1991

Friends/Family:

Deluxe friends, Bob

Doing what I do best.... having a good time. My dad used to say that I could have fun in a paper bag. Little did he know that it was what was in the paper bag that counts. This was at a Deluxe Christmas Party. Those were pretty fun parties for we were all about the same age and had similar interests and got along so well. This was the year before Bob and I got married. I can't remember if he went with me to this party. If I were guessing, I would say he did not. They were usually right after work and across the street at the Green Mill or another little bar that use to be across from Target. But the beer in the hand meant a ride home so perhaps he picked me up. Can't remember. Hmmm...

We partied a lot at Deluxe. A lot. I did more partying there than in college...Well, maybe not. But we did go out a lot. I remember counting up the number of days we would do happy hour and we usually took Monday and Tuesday off. Occasionally, Wednesdays but for sure the Hour of Happiness hit both Thursdays and Fridays.

I think I was still reeling from my breakup with Gary. And I was in a new and premature relationship with Bob. He was definitely my rebound relationship and I had no business marrying him. But more on that in 1992.
In history, this happened: 1991
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THIRTY-FIVE

1990
Friends/Family:
Bob, Karl, Deluxe friends

In June of 1990, I met Bob. I met him at a Deluxe after work party at a bowling alley that had a great bar and dance floor area. One of my Deluxe coworkers introduced me to him and Karl. They were sitting at a table together. I was more interested in Karl but Bob asked me to dance. We danced and I recall thinking he was not a very good dancer. But then there was a slow dance and he was very kind and better at that pace. Anyway, he went home with me that night. As we pulled into the driveway I asked him if he wanted to park his car in my garage. He laughed and said that was the best line he had ever heard. I laughed as well and remember thinking that he was someone special. We went into my apartment. I was living in a converted and beautiful walkout home on Lake Johanna. It was lined with 3 huge french door across the back. We went out on the dock and talked all night long. We then came in and went to sleep...yes only sleep. He was quite the gentleman. The next day we said our good byes and he left. I was disappointed that he did not say anything about calling me again but I guess I wasn't expecting too much. When I got back to my kitchen, he had left a note on the counter saying he had a great time and to call him later. I guess he was letting me make the choice. He left his number. I did not call right away. In fact, I don't think I called him until Sunday. We met at O'Garas in the Garage. The Hoopsnakes were playing. We had a great time and I fell for him and the Hoopsnakes in one fell swoop.

In history, this happened: 1990
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