I don't really have pictures for this one, so it shouldn't take too long. First, I want to say again that I FINALLY got myself a yellow leather purse for the spring. It is quite large (though not as big as my winter bag) and it was $90 at the Coach outlet. Seriously, do yourselves a favor and go to a Coach outlet if there is one near you. The sales are CRAZY right now.
Anyway, we went to Chicago for Blake's sister Ashley's graduation from her Masters' program. We were staying at a hotel using my Marriott points because Blake's parents were staying at Ashley's and there really wasn't room for all of us there. We got to the hotel and then informed me that they had upgraded my room (score). We went up there and it was bigger than our condo. We literally could have lived there. It was crazy.
It was a bit rainy Friday, so there was a lot of driving. We basically just ate food and went to graduation that day, which was more than fine. Saturday, I went to visit Dana and brought Reagan the pink cowboy boots I had purchased for her in Houston. She loved them. She is really tall for a two year old but super skinny...she has her mom's genes already. Lucky dog. She is JUST THE CUTEST. Dana and I walked a bit and took her to lunch, and then we dropped her off with Justin and did a little bit of shopping. I got a couple of cute summer dresses at H&M and Dana scored some running shoes at the Nordstrom Rack store (this store was like a Marshalls filled with shit from Nordstrom's. It was insane). We went back to her place and hung out a bit, and then I met up with the Schells for some walking and dinner. It got cold at night. I had to wear one of Ashley's fleeces. I was not impressed with the temperature. Brr.
Sunday we had flights out at night, so we did some birthday shopping for Blake and Ashley during the day and then did some walking...and Blake tripped and completely tore up his big toe. It was bleeding furiously as we walked to the local CVS. And then, bandages and other medical supplies in hand, Blake, his dad, and Brian disappeared into the mens room to deal with the situation...and Brian came running out about 5 minutes later yelling about gaterade because Blake was about to faint. Of course he was. Blake has fainted three times since we met, and his mom was present for two of them, so she of course now thinks that he's far more prone to fainting than he actually is and she freaked out a little. But he was fine. As soon as he felt like he was going to faint, he just laid down and it passed. Disaster. We then went to lunch and headed to the airport to get back home.
And that was my weekend in Chicago. In more current news, Blake got attacked by a goose on his run yesterday. It was apparently pecking at him and smacking him with its wings. I'm pretty sure this kind of thing doesn't happen to other people.
That's it for now, more belated updates to come. I'm trying to be good now, I swear.
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