Yes, I know. This is how far behind I am on life. I am just now sharing our fantastic Labor Day weekend with y’all, and while I could probably get away with not telling you that these photos are from last month, I don’t feel like lying about it. There’s been a lot going on this past month (more emotionally and mentally than a true busy schedule), so there’s no shame in how long it’s taken to get this posted.
Starting Wednesday, I’ll be officially finished with my job and pursuing other options. I’ve got plenty lined up in the next month to keep some funds coming in, but perhaps more importantly, I have a lot of projects lined up at the house and personal things I’ve wanted to pursue. I am really looking forward to discovering where I’ll be at the end of October, and looking forward to the adventure these next few weeks will bring.
But let’s get back to Chicago for a second, because this was one of the best trips I’ve ever had to the Windy City. We were there from laaaate on Thursday night before the long weekend and stayed until the Tuesday after Labor Day. It was wonderful to give ourselves a little cushion around the holiday traffic and really take the time to enjoy the city in all ints glory. I‘ll share some highlights with you, since recounting the whole trip would be exhausting for both you and me.
Firstly, while I don’t have any pictures, we spent Friday at the Museum of Science and Industry (my favorite place in the world, truly) and Friday evening at the One Direction concert. The concert was…a sight to behold. I’ve never been in the presence of 55,000 screaming teenage girls before, and that was totally overwhelming. We could barely see the guys, but it was Liam’s birthday so they did a lot of chattering between songs which was really great. Oh, and 5 Seconds of Summer was the opening band, which Sam and I loved only because we love scream-singing “Amnesia” at the top of our lungs in the car because it’s one of those songs we love to hate that we actually kinda love. All in all, we were glad we did the whole thing and glad we’ll never have to do it again. Though it was sweet to see these paparazzi-stalked boys in real life, to see that they actually exist. Ok, moving on.
Sam, Josh (Sam’s best man and BFF), Tricia (Josh’s girlfriend), my brother and I went to the Tigers-White Sox game Saturday morning. It was the perfect day for a game, and the first Tigers game I’ve attended all year. There is something relaxing about going to a baseball game, and every time I see one live I’m reminded why Sam loves this sport so much. That, and delicious, greasy stadium food. Too bad the Tigers got slaughtered.
We spent Saturday night roaming around Josh’s (Sam’s best man and college BFF) neighborhood. We revisted Emporium, the greatest bar ever that also happens to be the best arcade ever. I continued my reign in Q*Bert and Sam made it further on his Tron game than last time. This place is just so much fun, and I love going there. Continue reading