It’s a been a while. Turns out summer goes fast. While I’ve been away from this little corner of the internet, we’ve been a whole lot of places. This summer is a Carmen San Diego of sorts – where in the world will be this weekend or next? A calendar booked, jammed really, with events and activities and little mini vacations. All of which make my heart swell with joy over friends taking the plunge, favorite humans reuniting, and getting to spend quality time as a family.
I figure a comeback post isn’t quite complete without a proper peek at the happenings while I’ve been away. And not even so much “away’, rather “living life so hard right now I just can’t” sort of thing. So here it is – life for us over the past few months.
Astor made an inaugural trip to Crystal Lake where he enjoyed a joyous and heart-attack inducing (for us humans) 20 minute escape, resulting in six people essentially competing a dog-chase triathlon to catch him. It’s tether city for this guy next time.
Other than nearly killing half of us, the weekend went exceedingly well. Astor met some new furry family members and immediately took to the helm of the pontoon boat. Basically, the lake is his happy place – all of the smells in the world, things to watch and chase, and a sun-room to bathe in all the live long day. We’re back there later this month to celebrate all three of our birthdays (yes, the dog’s as well), take a much needed vacation, and visit with family. Plus, there’s a fire-pit being installed, so clearly I need to get in on that ish.
In late June we ventured to Sonoma County for Lauren and Lee’s enchanting wedding at Paradise Ridge Winery in Santa Rosa. Along with a few friends, we took advantage of an extra-extra-long weekend to enjoy the spectacular, and boozy, offerings of Northern California.
We managed to come home with a skull shot glass and mini harmonica necklace. And in the tradition of all of my best friends’ weddings, I stole away our place cards and this little bundle of lavender that now sits on the dresser.
Essentially the moment we arrived back in Chicago it was our Anniversary, which falls on the best day of the year according to this gal: 4th of July. Hello, free fireworks for life. This year we hosted a small bbq, as is almost always the case and good excuse to buy oneself a cookie cake, real beer, and blast Ja Rule at 11.
This snap taken by best pal Carling as we rode the El home from an evening of fireworks and boozing in Evanston with friends. Longest and best day.
This isn’t a place, but whatever. CSAs certifiably rule.
I signed us up for one again this year with Nichols Farm. If you’re in the Chicago area, I highly recommend their Spring/Summer/Early fall share – 22 weeks of produce magic that now comes complete with a friendly website that identifies box contents (seriously, this can be tricky – I’m talking to you kohlrabi) and suggests delicious weekly recipes. For example, today currants and fennel top my salad alongside fresh swiss chard wraps. Boom.
Have you noticed that I have no pictures with the bride at both weddings by now? Because I don’t. Besides being terrible at introducing A, this is my biggest wedding downfall. Most likely I hit the Blac too hard by this point and simply blitzed that I hadn’t gotten my “me and the bride” snap. My mom’s all “Dress pic?” and I’m all “Sorry bout that. I was busy busting up the dance floor and hitting up the Mrs. signature cocktails”. But, I digress…and really, what do you expect?
Last weekend we traveled north to Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, just above the border of Wisconsin, to Iron Mountain for our friends Mike and Kesely’s wedding. Having gone to college with and lived with Kelsey for much of it, and nearly all our college crew present (we missed new mama Christine!), this was set up to be that wondrous mix of reunion and big life event celebrating. What ensued was a weekend of toasts, s’more roasting, hair shaking, bar closing, and the collective agreement that we could do this sort of thing more often – and will.
Some snaps from the festivities, including a kickoff BBQ hosted by Mike and Kelsey’s family and an early hike with the girls at Piers Gorge, because we’re outdoorsy like that:
So, there you have it. And having read this post myself now, I realize why my body is crying for a weekend home in Chicago to just REST. Which is exactly the plan for these next two weeks at our house. Plus, the other day my mom reminded me that my birthday is coming up in a hot minute, so there’s that around the corner.
28 I’m coming at ya!