Clearly I’m terrible about writing. I’ll stop apologizing for it…I’m a firm believer that things happen when they’re supposed to…so I guess me writing more frequently just isn’t supposed to happen.
Note: I meant to post this a week ago, I didn’t. So it’s more clear to me now, I do things when I’m supposed to. That being said, I’m summarizing.
I’ve had an amazing 20 days back in the Midwest. So in no particular order, here’s my account of the happenings:
-Gave in to the kid inside of me, and the one standing next to me, and rolled down a really big hill.
-Had a photo shoot with a small group of my most favorite people. The pictures turned out amazing! Thanks for everything, Beck!!
-Politely asked for a 5-year olds only Recees’ Peanut Butter Cup and shockingly she said yes. I can’t say I’d make the same decision if put in her shoes.
-Drank wine and caught up with my bestest friend on this planet, she’s one person who gets me – like few truly do. After all of these years, we can still steal one another’s thoughts and answer for one another.
-Stared in wonderment at the fall colors on the leaves – nearly every day.
-Stood in a glass box, perfectly engineered to cantilever 103 floors above the street – three times. Once with my eyes open. Barely.
-Ate Chicago style pizza for the first time in 15 years.
-Dreamed of a perfect kitchen with Aubs.
-Missed Stella. Tremendously.
-Actually HEARD my mom and cousin tell me how much my cousins look up to me. Adore. Actually I think that’s the word they used.
-Smiled to hear the good news that the University of Michigan Medical Center gave my cousin Pete.
-Found a new appreciation for Ann Arbor.
-Got flashbacks when I walked around the 3rd floor of the architecture building. Spent that time missing it, the people…the experience…and at the same time feeling grateful I wasn’t REQUIRED to be there on a Sunday afternoon.
-Heard my blonde haired, blue-eyed niece yelling my name before I stepped off the train, only to be asked moments later when I’d be leaving. It broke my heart that questions like that, help her cope with the people she loves leaving her.
-Watched a heart-breaking Michigan loss in the final seconds of the game – and the week later miss them make college history AND missed the Buckeyes losing to the Boilermakers!
-Ran around a country block. Turns out they’re WAY bigger blocks up in Fountain, Michigan. Ah, well, a four-miler was exactly what I needed.
-Caught up with a fellow Panther, fellow Californian, and a fellow runner…all the way in Chicago. I love timing like that! It was great to see you John!
-Burned my ass on a radiator.
-Had a drink and caught up with a doctor, a real life doctor!! So great to see you Stacey!
-Cheered on marathoners from mile 25 with a smile and tears in my eyes.
-Spun in circles with two of the most beautiful little girls I know.
-Had a West Michigan style celebrity sighting! I held the bathroom door open for none other than, Mr. Fred Meijer.
-Relished in Jasmin saying my name, over and over. “Nanna. Nanna!”
-Walked down a dirt road with my mom.
-Did a Northern Michigan workout and unloaded a truckful of wood.
-Got my fill of Bell’s Oberon.
-Had dinner with my silly, funny, crazy and beautiful cousins. Twice.
-Felt blessed for the things and people I have in my life.
-Felt jealousy for that which I don’t have.
-Inherited my mom’s anniversary ring.
-Hugged Kamilah and just about cried when she told me she was, “so happy to see me” and that she “had waited for this moment forever.”
-Realized my parents are getting old.
-Laughed with my cousin, who’s really my sister about nothing in particular, but everything in general.
-Got hit on and blown off in less than 24 hours – by the same guy.
-Drank cider and ate warm doughnuts at the Cider Mill.
-Panicked about the things I have to do when I get back to CA.
-Wandered the streets of Chicago – looking at apartments for rent – and wondered if I was going to land there someday.
-Slept 11 hours, straight.
-Watched movies. Lots of them.
-Helped Oliver with his homework. Again.
-Filled my burger from the Butler craving with Juelz.
-Speaking of Juelz, also got my fill of San Chez. Why is that place soooo good?!
-Drank a, not with, Dirty Bastard. Mmmm…Founders!
-Held back tears as I said goodbye to Sarah.
-Hugged the ones I loved as much as I could.
-Boiled over at the “when you have kids…are married…” comment. Again. Seriously folks, I love my life…I’m content being right where I’m at. It’s where I’m supposed to be afterall.
-Felt the tears welling up in my eyes when Nevaeh said…”I don’t want you to leave!!”
-Bought drugs. But not Xanax.
-Did NOT fall asleep to the Snoring Symphony coming from upstairs.
-Did fall asleep with an Ambien. Now THAT was fun times.
-Missed my California friends.
-Tailgated in Ann Arbor.
-Had some smoke of the “wacky tah-backy” blown in my ear. My grandma would be proud.
-Watched the game in the rain and cold, next to the season ticket holder who I was ordered to “get to know”…only because “you two would be great together”
-Told someone what I wanted…and got it.
-Gave into spontaneity and hung out with random, fun strangers. Consequently waking up in a king size bed…between the two of them. No, nothing happened.
-Let down a friend.
-Missed people…while I was still with them – Because I knew I’d have to leave them.
-Ate my Aunt Lori’s cooking. Mmmm…
-Was asleep at 9pm.
-Saw a ballet recital
-Napped.
-Watched the end of Finding Nemo 3 times.
-Snuggled.
-Wondered if maybe we could be perfect for one another. And then quickly pushed that thought out of my head.
-Was called “Ma’am” by a man in a cowboy hat…who then bought my beer. Thank you Mr. Tulsa, OK.
-Wished I could have seen more people, but felt blessed to have spent my time just the way I did
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-Wished it could have lasted just a little while longer.
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