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Uh oh. Better re-teach me how to Bucky

Molly and I arrived on campus in style for her first official act as a Wisconsin Badger.
Distracted by the deceptive savoir faire of Molly’s British GPS, we drove right up Bascom Hill and found ourselves awkwardly positioned on the patio between the building and its famous statue of Abe Lincoln.
“We shouldn’t be driving here, should we?” I called out of the window of our idling car.
“Probably not,” the student assistant pleasantly replied.
I chuckled merrily as I inched my little blue Bug down the sidewalk, weaving gently through strolling students, and headed back toward Observatory Drive. Molly hunched her tall self down as deep into the passenger seat as she possibly could go.
Oopsies.
I parked, unbuckled my seat belt and then we had our second disaster.
“Oh no!” Molly yelled in utter panic. “We’re wearing the same shirt!”
I looked down and, sure enough, we had accidentally twinsied ourselves. Worse, still, we were wearing message T-shirts.
Even I, who actually bought and wore matching Christmas sweaters with my daughter through a stretch of her childhood, had to admit that it was decidedly uncool to show up at school wearing the same “You are Beautiful” T-shirt as your mom.
Molly quickly double-wrapped a sweater around herself, firmly sent me in the opposite direction, and headed off to take her placement exams.
Meanwhile, a glorious Saturday in Madison, Wisconsin stretched out before me and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
While Molly spent five hours with a tiny purse calculator she’d dug out of our kitchen junk drawer and a couple of No. 2 pencils, I strolled up and down State Street, and enjoyed the Farmer’s Market. I sat on the Terrace with a cup of ice cream and savored the view. I heard a great military jazz band play, tasted lots of cheese curds and bought a new dress.
Later, when I met back up with Molly, I told her how excited I was that we (I mean she) got to spend four years on this glorious campus.
“I’m really excited,” she said. “But, I can’t believe we’re wearing the same shirt.”

Bascom Hill

Picture a cute little Volkswagon Bug (Blue Mist Metallic) parked on the terrace behind this statue. That was us.

Bring all of who you are

I really like this phrase (also, if you look closely, you’ll see me in this photo).

Cheesecurds

I mean, the variety of cheese curds at the Madison Farmer’s Market was truly mind boggling.

Sconut

Of course I had to buy a Sconut. I’m a sucker for chocolate and a clever name. It was half scone, half donut.

Spicey cheese bread

But the real must-have at Farmer’s Market is the spicy cheesebread. Yum Yum.

Street band

I love a good street band.

The Capitol

Our capitol is beautiful.

The Raging Grannies

The Raging Grannies cracked me up.

Tulips

Hooray for tulip season!

Tomatoes

Despite the early season, there was an impressive array of produce. I scored some arugula, two kinds of radishes, rhubarb, scones, and two loaves of spicy cheesebread.

little boy and flowers

I thought the flowers were beautiful and the little boy pondering them adorable.

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It was a special treat to hear the Army Jazz Band, which featured a cello.

end it with champagne

I spotted this cheerful French grandma all over Madison. I finally asked her to slow down so I could read her T-shirt. “Start the day with a smile. End it with champagne.” My kind of gal.

I got a kick out of the Raging Grannies. Here’s a taste.

 

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