It’s Duck Duck GREY DUCK, and yes, it’s serious.

I’m a transplant from Minnesota living in Wisconsin. I traded the 45-minute-traffic-filled city commute to work for the smell of manure on a hot summer day. Is it strange that I would rather smell animal dung than sit in traffic?  Each are gross for their own special reasons – but, if I had to pick one…

After years, it may appear that I’ve come full circle but there are still a few Wisconsin-isms that make me shake my head. The fountain that provides drinking water is called just that. It is a drinking fountain – I will also accept, water fountain. The good people of Wisconsin call this thing a, bubbler and I don’t like it.

It does not bubble and if you ask me a bubbler sounds like something British people would call the toilet. Fact: Toilets bubble more than drinking fountains.

Yet another, the stickers that you put on your license plate that show you’ve paid your dues? I call those, tabs. Found out that was a Minnesota thing the first time I went to renew.

Hi, I’d like to to purchase the tabs for my car… 

The stare down began and it was clear she had no idea what I was talking about. I still call them tabs – only now I explain myself.

Now, for the most important one:

If anyone in Wisconsin wants to debate the “Duck Duck” game – I will fight you over this.

Probably not physically, I’m not much of an actual fighter but I will raise my voice. Why on earth would any child choose to play “Duck Duck Goose” over “Duck Duck Grey Duck”? I urge anyone that would argue that it is supposed to be, Duck Duck Goose to put yourself in the child’s shoes.

Minnesota: Red DuckBlue DuckGreen DuckOrange DuckGREY DUCK!!!

Everywhere Else: Duck….Duck…..Duck…..Duck….GOOSE. 

Who is going to argue with that? Try me. But, I doubt you feel as strongly about it as I do, so…maybe you should just keep that opinion to yourself.

Way to get it right, Minnesota!!

Wisconsin does win a few pretty substantial victories; I have been converted to saying, soda. I miss saying pop and it makes my heart a little sad that when I do say, pop – it seems a little off. I suppose that’s what happens when your primary source of income at the time of finding employment in Wisconsin is bartending & waiting tables.

You get a few looks …  you know the looks I speak of and you realize it’s just easier to say soda. You say tomato, I say tomaato; doesn’t really matter (except Duck Duck Grey Duck, that does indeed matter).

A Year’s Worth of Properly Ridiculous

One year ago I signed up for WordPress & published my first post 6 days later.

In this span of time, I’ve managed to convince 683 people to keep an eye on it. I watched that number go up and down quite a bit – depending on what was being ranted, raved or praised. I’ve monitored the traffic behind it all, almost to a fault.

I’ve watched my writing progress & change. I’ve explored different styles; wrote my very first fiction & followed with a few more.  I attempted to make sense of crazy trials, news stories, missing planes, made my fear of Ebola known & told a whole-lotta people to STFU.

I struggled through my ridiculous anxiety, and learned how to curb it. Later in the year, listened to an audio book that rocked my socks off & told everyone to just go out and follow your own arrow. I Attempted to explain resting bitch face … In turn, I was kinda bitchy about smoking & littering.

I’ve documented my son growing up, his continuing crush on the Tooth Fairy … & when he tried to plunge the toilet with a towel. Yeah, It Happened. I’m so happy it’s written down & saved for his future girlfriends.

Since I’m obviously a professional, I shared the wealth of knowledge and told you how to raise your kids also.

I made my love for football well known. Wrote a few open letters to Jared Allen & Brett Favre. Stuck up for Adrian Peterson & Ray Rice, called out ignorant football fans & directly told the entire NFL to get it together.

I turned thirty and intentionally have not changed my About Me page to reflect that; Properly Ridiculous will forever be, pushing 30. It’s been a good year & next will be better.

Thank you, 683 people who validate my lack of a filter.

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