A Night Away

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We stayed in Milwaukee a week ago. Alone. Just Christian and me. It was tremendously weird and fabulously wonderful. Stefan (Christian’s business partner) and Leila (His wife. Hi, Leila!) gave us a gift card in Christmas 2011 for a night at the hotel. Yes, we are very slow to act.

But holy nuts, it was the most perfect time to get away, and the most wonderful time. My kids have been acting like complete and utter kids lately, but at 10 times the kidness. Like crazy whacked out moron-freaks.

My moods have been alternating between wanting to break down in gut wrenching sobs and complete shut down mode, where all I can do is mouth silent answers and stare vacantly.

We stayed at the Iron Horse Inn. Totally our style- all Industrial chic but cozy vibe. Here’s a potpourri of photos:

Iron Horse Hotel Milwaukee

 

We bagan the afternoon by getting settled in our hotel room. WINK WINK. I checked out the bathroom and emptied my bladder and walked out like this:

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…in time to see Christian like this:

 

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We make a fun pair. We then got all busy watching the final episode of Downton Abbey before dinner. Let me tell you. If you are without children, you don’t even understand the thrill that is being able to watch something on the idiot box uninterrupted.

We ate dinner at the Harbor House, right on Lake Michigan. The lake was all chunky icy frozen and 2 little foxes were cavorting around outside the window the whole time, so we didn’t have to think up any dinner time conversation. In fact, I turned my chair completely away from Christian and yelled insults at the foxes all evening. Foxes rule.

Once safely back at the hotel room, I holed up in the bathroom again to wrestle with a pimple on my forehead, and when I walked out, Christian had all sorts of candles set up. Awwwwwwww, hell. I think I got all squealy high-pitched at him, so he knew I appreciated it.

The next day was spent at the Milwaukee Art Museum, and I just so happened to write a post about it at Artchoo. We spent a good deal of time in the Kids’ area of the museum which is GORGEOUS.

Besides that, I enjoyed the size of the museum. You can make your way through the whole thing in a couple of hours without feeling totally overwhelmed. You get a little taste of a ton of different art from all time periods. Besides being a modern Abstract Expressionist fan, I always love me some 15th century religious-fantasy art. (Bosch, anyone?)

Retable of Saint Michael and Gargano, 1453

Retable of Saint Michael and Gargano, 1453, Master of Siresa

Retable of Saint Michael and Gargano, 1453

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These little fellas were waiting to say goodbye to us at the end of the day, and I had to pull Christian away from them when he tried to hug them.

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5 Comments

  1. pragmaticmom
    03/04/2013 / 2:58 pm

    What a lovely weekend for just the two of you! Foxes do rule! And that last episode of Downton Abbey needed undivided attention! Devastating huh? I still can't believe they killed off you-know-who! My husband thinks that maybe he's not really dead … it's just a cliff hanger but then I read something in Entertainment Magazine that you-know-who wanted out to pursue other fabulous acting opportunities that were coming his way now that he's so famous.

  2. about100percent
    03/05/2013 / 3:35 am

    OMG the picture of you and your husband – totally cute.  That's something me and the hubs would do – but he'd be the one walking out of the bathroom to see me presenting him with the inappropriate pillow that way.  Glad you had fun!  The inn looks amazing.

  3. 03/05/2013 / 1:20 pm

    Yes I can't believe the Downton Abbey ending!
    Sound like a really nice getaway! Funny pics! Bosch paintings are so freaky!

  4. 03/05/2013 / 6:20 pm

    Yes I can’t believe the Downton Abbey ending!
    Sound like a really nice getaway! Funny pics! Bosch paintings are so freaky!

  5. 03/27/2013 / 7:20 am

    I've said it before and I'll say it again, I love your love.

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