Homesickness has taken a stranglehold now more than ever, since the countdown is officially on and the end of the season is within reach. This is the short list of material reasons we need to get to North America soon.
If you are from Marquette, you understand. If you’re not, let me just say that a pint of border salsa and pile of corn chips have a lifespan of about 4 minutes when in the vicinity of my mouth.
Because at I miss the way the old adage that tells me the customer is ‘always right’, even if that promise is delivered with some eye-rolling and passive aggression.
I know this is not a necessity per se, but I can’t say my quality of life is what I want it to be when I can’t make microwave popcorn.
If I have to explain this to you, you should stop reading this blog altogether. It’s the creamiest, the cheesiest, Velveeta shells and cheese.
Alley, Scotti, Raquel, Kim, Sarah, etc.
Sometimes you need to let your hair down without pretext.
Proper, brightly orange color, sharp cheddar. As big a block as I can get my hands on.
To enjoy with above mentioned cheddar.
Normal Sized Pillows.
Because I’ve lost my patience with square down pillows the size of half my mattress, and small, rectangular pillows that masquerade as a replacement for the standard U.S. version. My neck is kinked, my sleep is interrupted, my moods are volatile.