Posted on 12/04/2001 10:07:56 AM PST by Enough_Deceit
You know your from Wisconsin when:
Your whole family wears green and gold to church on Sunday.
Snow tires come standard on all your cars.
You refer to the Packers as "we."
You have gotten frost-bitten and sunburned in the same week.
You can identify and Illinois accent.
You know what cow-tipping is.
Down South to you means Chicago.
Travelling coast to coast means going from LaCrosse to Milwaukee.
A brat is something you eat.
You have no problem spelling Milwaukee.
You consider Madison exotic.
You don't have a coughing fit from one sip of Pabst Blue Ribbon.
You can actually pronounce Oconomowoc.
You know what a bubbler is.
You go out for fish fry every Friday.
You can recognize someone from Illinois from their driving.
You know how to polka.
You drink soda and refer to your dad as "pop."
Formal wear is blue jeans and a baseball cap.
Your 4th of July Family Picknic was moved indoors due to frost.
You know where Waukesha is AND can pronounce it.
You can visit Luxembourg, Holland, Belgium, Denmark, Berlin, New London, and Poland all in one afternoon.
You design your Halloween costumes to fit over a snowsuit.
You've seen mosquitoes with landing lights.
You have more miles on your snow blower than your car.
You enjoy driving in the winter because the potholes fill in with snow.
Your sexy lingerie is tube socks and a flannel nightie.
You owe more money on your snowmobile than on your car.
At least twice a year, your kitchen doubles as a meat processing plant.
Your snow blower gets stuck on the roof.
You think the start of deer season is a national holiday.
You find 0 degrees a little chilly.
You know what to do with a Blatz.
You actually understand these jokes.
You forward them to all your Wisconsin friends.
I think the local Fox News channel in Green Bay would drive up to Sister Bay (gee, I hope they got hardship pay) and set up the link. But I remember seeing her in Sister Bay & thinking, "that sure looks like the Wagon Trail." I don't think it was too far from Ted and Barbara's summer home. To think that she spent her last days in Wisconsin, and enjoying it....I kept wondering after she died if she did the final edit of her book up there. It'd be a perfect place--quiet, secluded, and away from everything.
Wisconsin Land of 10,000 Lakes...
and ours have fish!!!!
That doesn't happen too often.
GOOD FOR YOU, SUGAR! We're the same way. Don't EVER try to pawn that other crap off on us. Butter in the butter dish, butter in the cookies, butter for sauteing (sp?), and eggs are to be fried in butter (okay, occasionally bacon grease).
Margarine has NEVER crossed our threshold. I thank God every day that I married a woman from Wisconsin!
I can tell you the first time I ate at a Waffle House & saw this line on their menu: "We Proudly Serve Shedd's Spread" I thought I'd swoon. My grandma lived to 89 and ate butter every day. The one time my mother tried to serve oleo to my dad--well, I can safely say the air in that kitchen is probably still blue. I use oleo sometimes for baking, but we use butter for everything else. And Merry Christmas to you! I finished my shopping this week and I am sooo relieved. Next, the cards--this year, postcards (for obvious reasons).
That is called, "Takin' outta trash...Cheesehead-style!"
Back in the '70s in HS, my circle of friends attempted to have a drinking contest: Who could drink 8 beers that fastest. Anyway, the number of participants shrank to two. I was doing fine against the other guy until one of my 8 Schlitzes turned in to a Pabst. I slowed down to a crawl, the minutes ticking away, trying to down that cr@p.
Thanks to to the Blue Ribbon, it took me 34 or 36 minutes. Can't quite remember.
"Soda" versus "pop" ... I remember people calling it "soda pop" back in the olden days!
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Go Pack!!! Go 49ers!!!
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