I spent this weekend in Kohler, WI for Kristen and Keno's wedding. The wedding was held at Whistling Straits, which may be the most beautiful scenery for a wedding I have ever seen. It was an outdoor ceremony and Lake Michigan was in the background. It was a very small and intimate wedding. The reception was amazing. One of our friend's bands played the whole reception and did an amazing job. Afterwards the majority of the wedding goers headed to The Horse and Plow bar for a little after party.
Today, I was walking down Madison St when my phone rang and it was Megan. As I was talking to her, he voice kept getting louder and I thought it was weird and wondered if I had somehow hit the speaker phone button. Oh, no. That creep was creeping up behind me on the sidewalk. Darrin was in a car around the corner, Megan had been stalking me down since she was in the neighborhood. It was really good to see her and Darrin. Meh meh.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
exactly what i needed
I had a great night last night.
It started out with one of the worlds nicest cabbies. I was up north and running late so I grabbed a cab to attempt to make it home in time to get ready and make it to dinner with Brock at 645. Well, thanks to Chicago rush hour traffic on a Friday in the rain, I got to my place at 625. With the promise that I could make it in and out in 10 minutes, the cab driver waited for me. I ran in, threw on a dress and grabbed my make up. The cabbie was new and had a guy riding along with him to help him out. That man was nice enough to hold a mirror for me while I did my make up in the cab...eyeliner and all, in stop and go traffic. I managed to only be 2 minutes late. It was pretty amazing.
Then Brock and I had a really amazing dinner at Graham Elliot. If you've never been there, you must go. The atmosphere and the food is phenomenal. They have an in house mixologist that makes out of this world drinks. If you go, I think it should be mandatory that you get the peanut butter pot de creme. It is an amazing dark chocolate brownie with a layer of in house made peanut butter in the middle that could revive a dead person. The plate was brushed with dark chocolate, a scoop of homemade peanut butter ice cream and crushed malted milk balls. Brock and I took a bite at the same time and just looked at each other. Words could not describe how good it was.
After dinner we headed back to Brock's place and had a glass of sangria on his balcony, enjoyed the view of the city before heading up north to enjoy a ketel one krush. There, Brock ran into Alex and it was his birthday. Peter met us out for a little while(and he's HILARIOUS!). Then, we ran into Patrick and hung out with him for the rest of the night.
Overall, it was a really great night and it was exactly what I needed.
It started out with one of the worlds nicest cabbies. I was up north and running late so I grabbed a cab to attempt to make it home in time to get ready and make it to dinner with Brock at 645. Well, thanks to Chicago rush hour traffic on a Friday in the rain, I got to my place at 625. With the promise that I could make it in and out in 10 minutes, the cab driver waited for me. I ran in, threw on a dress and grabbed my make up. The cabbie was new and had a guy riding along with him to help him out. That man was nice enough to hold a mirror for me while I did my make up in the cab...eyeliner and all, in stop and go traffic. I managed to only be 2 minutes late. It was pretty amazing.
Then Brock and I had a really amazing dinner at Graham Elliot. If you've never been there, you must go. The atmosphere and the food is phenomenal. They have an in house mixologist that makes out of this world drinks. If you go, I think it should be mandatory that you get the peanut butter pot de creme. It is an amazing dark chocolate brownie with a layer of in house made peanut butter in the middle that could revive a dead person. The plate was brushed with dark chocolate, a scoop of homemade peanut butter ice cream and crushed malted milk balls. Brock and I took a bite at the same time and just looked at each other. Words could not describe how good it was.
After dinner we headed back to Brock's place and had a glass of sangria on his balcony, enjoyed the view of the city before heading up north to enjoy a ketel one krush. There, Brock ran into Alex and it was his birthday. Peter met us out for a little while(and he's HILARIOUS!). Then, we ran into Patrick and hung out with him for the rest of the night.
Overall, it was a really great night and it was exactly what I needed.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
dreams and books
I finished reading She's come undone by Wally Lamb tonight. Pretty good book. I am a total binge reader. I go through streaks of quickly reading book after book. When I get through the stack of books I'd been intending to read I stop and don't read for a couple of months again. Acquire a new stack, dive in and read obsessively. It's my pattern.
This made my day today:
One of my friends(allowed to remain anon) called me tonight to tell me that he had a dream about us the other night. One of the best dreams of his life. He said that one of us had a friend that worked for Warner Brothers and had stolen us a copy of the new Harry Potter 6 movie. Then we sat in his apartment on his couch, cross-legged, and holding hands watching the movie because we were SO excited.
How fun is that dream? Like little kids sooo excited to watch the movie that we had to hold hands out of pure excitement. I. love. it.
Monday, September 08, 2008
chuckle chuckle
As always, The Onion gives me a good chuckle.
I haven't read it in a couple of weeks, but when I went to theonion.com today, this was one of the stories that popped up. The title made me laugh, because it reminded me of my grandpa(and the injured bird he called "Hop Along") and the occasional reports from my parents about birds in their yard. Then, I clicked on the link and the setting was Des Moines, Ia...which made me chuckle even more.
Hummingbird back at feeder again, Grandmother reports
DES MOINES, IA—Area grandmother Eileen Lankford, 82, announced Tuesday that a hummingbird, which she has reported seeing on multiple occasions in the past several weeks, was back at the birdfeeder outside her kitchen window.
"My little friend was back today," said Lankford, who has spent the past three afternoons periodically looking out the window to check if the hummingbird had returned. "We had a very nice time together."
In a series of voicemail messages and notes to her children, Lankford informed them that the hummingbird stopped by her home at approximately 12:05 p.m.
"I was waiting around all morning, and then suddenly there he was," Lankford said. "I thought the little fellow would fly off right away, but no, he decided to stay for a meal."
Lankford ate a chicken salad sandwich wrapped in a napkin while watching the bird.
The hummingbird
Referring to the hummingbird as her "special visitor," Lankford said she was impressed by the bird's appetite, noting that he "certainly liked to get his tiny beak in there." Lankford was reportedly delighted that the hummingbird found the food to be appetizing, though she did express concern that the small creature might choke from eating so quickly.
Lankford confirmed it was the same hummingbird that had made previous appearances at the feeder, claiming she recognized it by its handsomeness.
"He is quite dapper, and has such a lovely color," Lankford said.
The hummingbird sighting is only the latest in a series of events that has prompted Lankford to compose handwritten letters to her loved ones. In the past year, the grandmother of six has alerted her family members to such occasions as the blooming of the tulips, the blooming of the azaleas, the first dusting of snow, and her birthday.
Although she called it "a shame" that the hummingbird could not stay at the feeder for more than 15 minutes, the recently widowed Lankford acknowledged that the busy bird probably has a family of its own it needs to care for.
"He flaps his wings so much," Lankford said. "I don't know how he does it without stopping to take a nap, my goodness."
Lankford, who received the birdfeeder as a Christmas gift from her two granddaughters in 2005, said her late husband John used to fill the feeder every morning with an artificial nectar solution of water, white granulated sugar, and red food coloring. According to Lankford, a neighbor boy she hired to mow her lawn now performs the task, though on several occasions he has accidentally spilled the solution on the ground.
"I just wish he'd be a little more careful," Lankford said. "That food is for the hummingbirds, not the bees and the ants."
Lankford has experienced a number of other setbacks with the birdfeeder in the past few months, including mold forming inside the apparatus, and the wind blowing it to the ground. The feeder, however, sustained no permanent damage, and was able to be restored to its proper position three weeks later when Lankford's son visited to install her bedroom air conditioner.
The hummingbird's appearance marks the most notable event to take place in Lankford's backyard since May, when Lankford reported seeing a cat she didn't recognize.
Although the small bird has not returned since Tuesday, Lankford plans to remain stationed in the kitchen until two hours past dusk each night to ensure that she does not miss it.
"I hope he comes back again soon," Lankford said. "Every time I see him frolicking around, it makes me smile."
"He's so full of life," she added.
I haven't read it in a couple of weeks, but when I went to theonion.com today, this was one of the stories that popped up. The title made me laugh, because it reminded me of my grandpa(and the injured bird he called "Hop Along") and the occasional reports from my parents about birds in their yard. Then, I clicked on the link and the setting was Des Moines, Ia...which made me chuckle even more.
Hummingbird back at feeder again, Grandmother reports
DES MOINES, IA—Area grandmother Eileen Lankford, 82, announced Tuesday that a hummingbird, which she has reported seeing on multiple occasions in the past several weeks, was back at the birdfeeder outside her kitchen window.
"My little friend was back today," said Lankford, who has spent the past three afternoons periodically looking out the window to check if the hummingbird had returned. "We had a very nice time together."
In a series of voicemail messages and notes to her children, Lankford informed them that the hummingbird stopped by her home at approximately 12:05 p.m.
"I was waiting around all morning, and then suddenly there he was," Lankford said. "I thought the little fellow would fly off right away, but no, he decided to stay for a meal."
Lankford ate a chicken salad sandwich wrapped in a napkin while watching the bird.
The hummingbird
Referring to the hummingbird as her "special visitor," Lankford said she was impressed by the bird's appetite, noting that he "certainly liked to get his tiny beak in there." Lankford was reportedly delighted that the hummingbird found the food to be appetizing, though she did express concern that the small creature might choke from eating so quickly.
Lankford confirmed it was the same hummingbird that had made previous appearances at the feeder, claiming she recognized it by its handsomeness.
"He is quite dapper, and has such a lovely color," Lankford said.
The hummingbird sighting is only the latest in a series of events that has prompted Lankford to compose handwritten letters to her loved ones. In the past year, the grandmother of six has alerted her family members to such occasions as the blooming of the tulips, the blooming of the azaleas, the first dusting of snow, and her birthday.
Although she called it "a shame" that the hummingbird could not stay at the feeder for more than 15 minutes, the recently widowed Lankford acknowledged that the busy bird probably has a family of its own it needs to care for.
"He flaps his wings so much," Lankford said. "I don't know how he does it without stopping to take a nap, my goodness."
Lankford, who received the birdfeeder as a Christmas gift from her two granddaughters in 2005, said her late husband John used to fill the feeder every morning with an artificial nectar solution of water, white granulated sugar, and red food coloring. According to Lankford, a neighbor boy she hired to mow her lawn now performs the task, though on several occasions he has accidentally spilled the solution on the ground.
"I just wish he'd be a little more careful," Lankford said. "That food is for the hummingbirds, not the bees and the ants."
Lankford has experienced a number of other setbacks with the birdfeeder in the past few months, including mold forming inside the apparatus, and the wind blowing it to the ground. The feeder, however, sustained no permanent damage, and was able to be restored to its proper position three weeks later when Lankford's son visited to install her bedroom air conditioner.
The hummingbird's appearance marks the most notable event to take place in Lankford's backyard since May, when Lankford reported seeing a cat she didn't recognize.
Although the small bird has not returned since Tuesday, Lankford plans to remain stationed in the kitchen until two hours past dusk each night to ensure that she does not miss it.
"I hope he comes back again soon," Lankford said. "Every time I see him frolicking around, it makes me smile."
"He's so full of life," she added.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Thursday, September 04, 2008
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
(no title)
When it comes to music preferences I lean towards categories I like to call:
*feel good music
*ass shakers
*country
*songs I can belt out when no one is in a 10 mile radius
*NOT angry music
New stuff I am liking:
*Duffy(it took me a few listens to warm up to her, but...)
--Warwick Ave
--Serious
--Mercy
--Delayed Devotion
--Distant Dreamer
*Kid Rock's All Summer Long
*M.I.A's Paper Planes
*Pink's So What
*Heidi Newfield's Johnny and June
*Sugarland's It Happens and All I want to do
*Taylor Swift...pretty much anything she sings
*feel good music
*ass shakers
*country
*songs I can belt out when no one is in a 10 mile radius
*NOT angry music
New stuff I am liking:
*Duffy(it took me a few listens to warm up to her, but...)
--Warwick Ave
--Serious
--Mercy
--Delayed Devotion
--Distant Dreamer
*Kid Rock's All Summer Long
*M.I.A's Paper Planes
*Pink's So What
*Heidi Newfield's Johnny and June
*Sugarland's It Happens and All I want to do
*Taylor Swift...pretty much anything she sings
No, it's not Folger's in your cup
Thanks to Megan Maher, the best thing ever has happened to me.
I used to be a breakfast hater, now, I'm a lover. What could be better than waking up to breakfast being ready? Not much, really.
Slow cooker oatmeal
1.5 cups oatmeal(not the instant kind)
1 granny smith apple(cored and peeled then shredded or thinly sliced)
2 tsp cinnamon
2 tsp brown sugar
2 T raisins
4 cups cold water
Mix it all together and put it in your slow cooker for 6 hours on low and PRESTO...wake up to breakfast
I used to be a breakfast hater, now, I'm a lover. What could be better than waking up to breakfast being ready? Not much, really.
Slow cooker oatmeal
1.5 cups oatmeal(not the instant kind)
1 granny smith apple(cored and peeled then shredded or thinly sliced)
2 tsp cinnamon
2 tsp brown sugar
2 T raisins
4 cups cold water
Mix it all together and put it in your slow cooker for 6 hours on low and PRESTO...wake up to breakfast
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
