:: Chi-town, I'm coming home again ::

You guys, you guys, you guys.

Chicago is the greatest.  It cracks me up living in Houston, because people are always like, "Oh you lived in Chicago?? It's SO dangerous there."  I have several responses to this...varying from "Well I lived in safe areas..." to "Oh and Houston's such a prize all the time?!" JK on the last one--usually I just say that not all Chicagoans live in the bad areas.  All major cities of  course have their issues, though.  But I don't think most Chicagoans would say "gun violence" as the first thing that comes to mind.

Personally, I think of all of the amazingly fun times I've had there, and the hilarious stories, and my bachelorette party, and my college and grad school days spent in the loop, running scared from all the pigeons on Wabash.

the buildings.  sears tower. 'nuff said.

always taking architectural boat tours even though you've lived there. (i've done at least 7.)

brewers vs. cubs at wrigley.  from a neighboring rooftop. ps go brewers.

friends who make you emergency kits like this full of treats when you move to milwaukee

view looking right from my balcony

View straight-on from my balcony (this was at my fifth apartment in the city)

Work Christmas party at The Palmer House

Watching the Packers crush the Bears time after time on their turf

the sweatiest fourth of July's imaginable

watching Transformers 2 or 3 or whatever film right in front of my place! 

old place! Small, but well-loved

having to drive an hour minimum to get this close to farm animals

the storied ornament house at the Chriskindlmarkt where you can only walk one direction and not double back!

potato pancakes and gluhwein at Chriskindlmarkt--omnom.

I have a million more memories & photos of living here.  I am so excited to be going back in a month for a weekend trip to see everyone and celebrate one of my best friend's graduations from law school!

TBT #3

This one is going to be s h o r t and sweet.  My girlfriends moved into an apartment off Michigan Ave. our junior year, and to celebrate they threw a "no clothes" party, so basically we had to wear garbage bags.  I fashioned THIS beaute below out of a good ol' hefty black bag and some red saran wrap!

please note the can of pringles in the foreground/light pink boozy drinks on the table

It's hard not to miss college days for a minute when you remember a night like this one where you did something utterly ridiculous with your best friends.  Cannot believe this was 5 years ago, maybe even 6?? Pretty pleased with my big ol' bow though y'all!