This last weekend started early for me because I got to leave work a little early to try and get on the road back home without hitting rush hour. But remember how Friday was the Stanley Cup Champions (aka the Blackhawks) parade and rally??? Well apparently a lot of people came to little old Chicago (over 2 million people to be exact) and I got caught in THE WORST TRAFFIC EVER! That might be a little dramatic but for real, it was awful. It normally takes me 2 1/2 hours to get back home but Friday it took me almost 5. I was already stressed out about the bridal shower so I thought I was actually going to have a meltdown in the middle of the interstate and start pulling my hair out. Don't worry I still have all of my hair and I only almost started crying, no actual tears.
By the time I finally got home to my sister's house my parents were already there and they left Iowa about 2 hours after I did and the trip usually takes them about 3 hours. P.S. I don't think I've ever told everyone that my older sister currently lives in the house that I grew up in. We moved way out to the country when I was about 6 years old and we lived in that country house until my parents moved to Iowa 3 years ago. My sister and her husband decided to buy it so now whenever I go visit her, I get to visit my old house too, which is truly a blessing because I have so many fond memories growing up in that old house. Anyways, back to Friday night, I finally arrived and we pretty much left right away to go to a Winery that was located in the town next to ours. It's in the middle of nowhere and they had a pretty popular band playing that night whom I had seen play several times while I was in college.
That night I could not have been happier because sometimes I forget what it was like growing up in the country. Concerts in the middle of cornfields, good ol' boys dressed in cowboy boots and dirty camo hats, fireflies lighting up all around you, stars upon stars filling up the entire sky for as far as you can see, no police regulating your every move, no snot nosed girls in heels and short dresses judging you for not wearing enough make-up, no one has a care in the world and they're all there just to dance and sing to the country music and have a good time. I forgot how much I love coming back and hanging out with my fellow rednecks. There are so many things that I got used to seeing in the country that I never see anymore in the city and I forgot how much I miss it.
Sister, Mom, Me, and wine |
Maggie and I |
Saturday was the big bridal shower day. I woke up early and immediately started working on drawing, cutting out, and gluing mustaches and lips for a
Sunday morning we woke up and her fiance made us white chocolate chip pancakes (she bagged a good guy) and then we worked on a few party favors for her wedding. I hit the road back to Chicago around noon and took all of the back roads to the highway so that I could enjoy my time in the country a little bit longer...and enjoy I did.
I definitely love living in the city of Chicago, but I will always be a country girl at heart.
XO. Tarah
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