Guys!

What’s up!?

I spent this past weekend in Chicago because…wait for it…I had another wedding to go to!

I am super into everyone getting hitched right now. I’m just wondering if everyone can, like, take a break. For a bit. Thank you in advance.

I just need a little while to recharge and then I will gladly glide back onto the dance floor because I THROW MY HANDS UP IN THE AIR SOMETIMES, etc. But man. Right now, my hands are tired.

Chicago was the greatest city! I had never been! I have so many exclamation points for that town!!! COME ON NOW.

I didn’t get nearly enough time there so I’m eager to go back. Probably not in the winter. I hear it’s…windy and cold.

Though, when you spend 3.5 years of your life in Buffalo, New York, when you hear something like that, you’re kind of like “And…???”

LAKE EFFECT SNOW, WHERE YOU AT!? I MISS YOU! (I DON’T.)

Chicago in September is lovely and we had a great time walking up and down Michigan Avenue, going to see a play at Steppenwolf (it won the Pulitzer Prize for drama this year and it floored me) and checking out Marilyn Monroe’s underpants.

For the first time in awhile, getting on a plane was rather uneventful. I feel like every time I’ve taken a trip (which admittedly, has been pretty frequently) there are about 4 hours of delays or people acting insane or the flight attendant making a casual announcement like “Something in the cabin broke. We need to, uh, replace it. And then we can go.”

THAT IS VAGUE.

THAT IS TERRIFYING.

And that actually happened a few months ago.

This time, it was rather smooth sailing except for this really ridiculous girl who rushed past me and my boyfriend in the airport in New York and knocked over a CAUTION: WET FLOOR sign. It made a loud smacking sound on the ground and she looked back at it and then:

She giggled.

And kept walking.

??? I…what?

We picked it up and shrugged like, maybe she’s in a rush?

But no. She was on our flight. We took notice of her because she was sprawled across three seats taking a nap for the majority of the flight. I bet you if my mom was on the plane with me, she would’ve woken that girl up and been all EXCUSE ME? I NOTICED YOU KNOCKED OVER A SIGN. AND YOU DID NOT PICK IT UP. THAT’S NOT EXACTLY WHAT I CALL CHRISTIAN BEHAVIOR YOUNG LADY!!!

Mom, where were you when I needed you!?

Other than that, I’m a little sad to be back in New York (which is not a familiar sentiment) but feel kind of excited about the weather cooling off. I have plans to really get my ass in gear this fall in terms of writing. My first step is to try and blog more regularly. A strict schedule has never really worked for me as then I find I’m just blogging to blog and everyone is all SNOOOOOZEFEST!

But summer is over.

And it’s time to write some stuff.

And buy an obnoxiously smelly candle called something like “SPICED CARAMEL APPLE CIDER PUMPKIN”.

What are your plans for the fall, you guys!?

I miss Chicago!