I’m home (post apocalyptic version)

And if it is true that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, I’m a freaking force of nature by now. It’s been a brutal two weeks.

I had my first emergency airplane landing on my way to Texas when an engine lost power. It was an unexpected visit to Indianapolis. And while I know people giggle about all my time on Twitter, I have to say it was Twitter that put me in one of the few available seats at the next gate and sent me on my way to Atlanta to make my connection. A hundred others were still in line to find their way. Unfortunately, my luggage took an extra day to arrive, but all in all, it could have been much worse. As much as I fly I have yet to experience a brace landing. The spouse got one of those in last year, though.

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And if it is true that family dynamics are the most difficult politics to manage, then this upcoming trail to the mid-term elections and Wisconsin’s gubernatorial race should be a breeze. Holy cow. But I will spare you any details.

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And if it is true that absence makes the heart grow fonder, then I am indeed ready to get back to this blog. There is much to discuss.

I’ve been asked to dig into the potential for blocking Common Core in Wisconsin. I’ll get started on that in a couple of days.

I feel compelled to convey some frustrations in Milwaukee’s lack of transportation, and am anxious to share an interesting discussion with a cab driver at 2:00 AM this morning. That’s likely up for tomorrow.

Finally, I want voter ID. I think someone promised to do something about that…

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First, though, I will figure out what is lurking in the bottom of my suitcase, find food that isn’t pre-cooked, and later tonight, head to Drinking Right. Some buddies and I have some catching up to do. As always, you are welcome to join us. Email me if you want details.

–Cindy

PS – Comments are welcome again, but they will be moderated for a few days. I’ll decide what to do permanently later.