the weepies address my occasional wish to un-grow-up. “walk on, walk on, walk on….’cause you can’t go back now.”
summer things are happening, people. believe it.
oh, hi. just a speedy little photo update, courtesy of my iphone. we spent 18 hours of memorial day weekend in the car, playing “hey cow” and listening to a lot of local country stations. it was super worth it. two people we love A LOT married each other in minnesota, and when is that not epic-ly awesome? plus we stayed in a cabin in the woods with fifteen other people we love. awesome upon awesome, even if the tap water did smell like rotten eggs. side note: i was recovering from a cold and matt was catching a cold, so if we look a little groggy in the pictures you’ll forgive us, right? also, while we were away chicago put a lot of effort into getting all green and pretty, so that’s pretty much the best. just four more mondays between me and summer break…
when you go to prom as a grown up - like, ten years after your first prom - it looks a little like this. also, how dapper do matt’s advisory boys look? come. on.
i know she isn’t the most likely winner, but dang, i am rooting for this girl.
just some recent-ness: blooming magnolias. hello merch sweatshirt. humboldt park prettiness. antique taco, for the millionth [delicious] time.
here comes the sun.
so, i wore a t-shirt to the park today.
to all of you who have been enjoying 60+ for weeks now, i’m actually not too envious. because the spirit-swelling that happens on these very first summery days is really worth the wait. seasons, man. god knew what he was doing.
anyhow!
in contrast, yesterday was kind of blue. nothing a long walk couldn’t fix, but you know. just blue. i think because last week was so intense. there are days that really test your faith in humanity, and last week had a couple of those…
but then the park was full of babies and barbecue smoke and bomba y plena music. it’s hard to be blue in the midst of all that.
beers at revolution. and let me just say re: the coffee eugene…minds were blown. also, wall decorating. and dog disobedience. but she’s cute, hey? more jaw-dropping cityscapes, yadda yadda. oh, and sigur ros at uic. you’re jealous, right? because i’m jealous of me just remembering it.
spring break and so on.
spring break came and went, just like that, and i don’t have a tan or a t-shirt or any other tchotchkes to show for it.
schedule reconfigurations thanks to the teacher strike made my break one week earlier than matt’s, so kedz and i hung out at home. i cleaned the house. we walked about a thousand laps around humboldt park. i went to hinsdale a couple of times, which was loverly. and the beat goes on.
oh, but people. i started doing yoga. because life is stressful, okay? and anxiety happens, okay? namely it happens in the muscles between my shoulders and all along my spine, if you would like specifics. so i started doing yoga. i look like a sweaty idiot, probably, but i have to say…i like it. i can touch my toes now, which is a true accomplishment. [my pediatrician will confirm.] anyhow, i’m coming up on the last week of my groupon and i’m doing mental math [scary] to try to figure out if/how i can keep going. do you know of a cheap-ish yoga studio in the west town area? because corepower is ‘spensive. help a sister out.
in other news, matt spent his whole entire break working in the yard. we’re talking jackhammer, dumpster, monstrous piles of dirt and mulch and the like. i’m happy to announce that we’re no longer living amidst rubble and shame. yes, shame! there were abandoned pine boughs trying [failing] to cover three dead shrubs in our front yard right up until yesterday. eesh. next we’re buying grass seed and building some planter boxes and eventually landscaping the front yard with help from my mom who has a much greener thumb than i. it’s going to be an urban oasis, people. come on over.
and now i’m back at work. there are…wait for it…ten mondays between now and summer break. so i think it’s possible i’ll make it. plus, sun is happening. and sixty-ish degrees. oh, blessed springtime!
now, moving right along…
