the beauties

Six months ago, when I told people I was from Indiana, they said something along the lines of: Oh! I love Peyton Manning!

Now, they typically give me the eek face, where they make their mouths into a slit, suck in air, and say: Looks like it's going to be a rough season for the Colts, eh?

It's a stark contrast to the good old days.

However, on Sunday, I went to a dinner party and one of the people I met said: Indiana! Everyone in Indiana is beautiful. I used to date someone from Indiana, and when I would visit, I would look around and think, everyone here is so attractive.

It made my heart very happy. Because I agree, everyone I know in Indiana is very beautiful. Inside and out.

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making my dreams come true

There are two rilly great things about living far away from the people you love: (1) when they visit you and (2) when you visit them. This weekend I embraced the latter with a trip to Chicago to see my beautiful fraynds.

The weekend started true to form, when I arrived at Midway and Sara and Katie were waiting at O'Hare. Fortunately, Kelley, Jamie and Maggie came to my rescue right away. I just had to jump on the orange line for a few stops, which really only added magnificence and culture to my trip.

We made it to our 10 pm dinner reservations by 10.40 and shut the sushi restaurant down. We followed it with an amazing night downtown and it felt truly wonderful (and a little chilly) to be back in the Midwest.

Saturday, Sara, Kates and I magically enjoyed a day of free everything. Coffee in hand, we set off to Whole Foods for an afternoon of food and wine samples, but along the way came across a cupcake shop anniversary party, with complimentary food and beer, and free wine flights and snacks at World Market. Do these things happen in Atlanta and I miss them, or do people just drink for free all day in Chicago because they don't have to drive anywhere?

Once we arrived at Whole Foods, we also somehow scored free sunglasses. People were really just throwing things at us.

We also spent the day telling everyone, for no apparent reason, that I was vegan, which was awkward when we went to get coffee Saturday evening (for the second time) and the barista quickly offered me soy milk, which I kindly declined and bee-lined for regular milk. I like to think it made us more mysterious. Or something.

Saturday night, we met Maggie, Jamie, Kelley and Smully out for a night in Lincoln Park, and followed it up with a wonderful brunch at John's Place, which is where Sara works on the weekends. She didn't get to be our waitress, but we smiled at her a lot.

I truly, 100 percent, could not have asked for a more wonderful weekend. By Sunday night I was super tired, but laid in bed, wide awake, recapping the weekend over and over. It left me asking myself, why, exactly, I live hundreds of miles away from these fine people, but I keep telling myself that it's all worth it for these magical weekends together. This sort of vegan, nonstop, free stuff lifestyle can't be sustainable all the time, right?

PS: I'm drinking chocolate milk right now. Already reverted back to my animal disrespecting ways.
And Sar and Mag (Btw Sara officially has a huge girl crush on her)...

Me and beauts Maggie...
And the lovely Smully...
With the free beer man...
And the free cupcakes...
And snackies...
The free wine happened to be all Riesling. Coincidence? I think not.
And free sunglasses (seriously. a day o free)
It got beautifully, wonderfully warm :) 
And because I failed to take any photos of Kelley and Jam, these beautiful people...
I miss you already. :) 

can we talk about this?

I've long since been back and forth on the whole nature vs. nurture idea. But my plants are basically living(ish) proof that although I nurtured them equally, sometimes nature really is stronger.

Neither look quite as beautiful as they did two weeks ago when my mom poured lots of Muff love into them, but Tallulah is hanging in...
Whereas Delilah is on the struggle bus...
You see the arrow? That bunch of leaves is still attached, and is supposed to be climbing my railing. Instead, it's doing the horizontal on the ground.

Maybe they'll be more resilient as fall settles in?