In my teen years, if we were friends, you probably received a mixtape from me. I probably spent hours pouring over cassette after cassette trying to find the most perfect song that I thought you might just love. More often then not, it was indie music. Something obscure you’d never heard before, and my hopes were that you’d love a certain band just as much as I did. Growing up in a small rural town in Wisconsin made it difficult to find anything that wasn’t Top 40 or Country. But I lived close enough to Madison, and State Street had great college record stores that fed my need for something different.
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Well, not really. My birthday is actually a couple weeks away, but last weekend The Boy pull one over on me. Which I have to be honest with you…is not an easy task. I can sense anything unusual happening in the house like a hipster without his beard and beanie. I knew something was up because I asked him if I could go to the Kinfolk Weekend Retreat at Camp Wandawega. Oh sure, of course, have fun…wait, what weekend are we talkin’ about here? October 17-18. Suddenly a look of panic crossed his face, and he says, “That’s opening weekend for duck hunting.” Ummm, ok…hunt Sunday rather than Saturday. Problem solved. I pushed a tiny bit more…I really wanted to go! He finally said, “Don’t ask questions and DO NOT get upset. You can go any other day except October 18.” Well darn! And quite mysterious.
Friday he tells me to pack an overnight bag for Saturday night. Are we going to Paris? Are we? Are we? Are we? Ya, NO! BUT, we ARE going out. Ummm, ok. What about our children??? You do remember we have children, right? Covered. Apparently grandma and grandpa were coming down. SWEET! Where we going? Can’t tell ya that. Well darn!
Saturday morning I was told to be ready at 1PM, and we promptly left at 2:15PM sharp…it’s how I roll. I also asked how I should dress. Normally I’m a t-shirt and jeans kinda gal, but if we’re going out on the town, I need to play the part. I’m instructed skirt over jeans. Right on, something cute is in order.
Traffic into the city was pretty horrendous, but we finally made it to Destination #1. The Thompson Hotel Chicago. We had stayed here a couple months prior for for a wedding. Let me tell you, this place rocks. Super swank and funky as all get out. The staff, oh so sweet. And they pipe in the most amazing smell to the lobby. Seriously, I want my entire house and body to smell like this. It’s like the best candle and perfume wrapped with in bow. If someone at The Thompson is reading this, please, I’m begging you…please tell me the scent. I must have it.
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Hey guys! Hope you are having an awesome week! So I have kind of a different post today. Last week I received a sweet email from my new blogger friends Foxtail + Moss asking me if I wanted to participate in a DIY Blog Tour. Ummm, really? YES PLEASE! They too are from Chicago, and I heart their work so much; how could I say no? (Seriously, these girls kick some serious DIY butt, and I’m completely honored they even consider me!) The girls sent me a few questions which I’ve answered below and then I’m handing you off to my favorite DIY blogger. That might just have been the hardest part of the interview! There are so many talented bloggers out there.
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There are so many new faces to this blog as of late, that I decided it was time to talk about you guys again. I’m always so curious about you! Who are you? What are your interests? How did you find this little spot I like to call my virtual home? And even if you’ve done it before, do it again! I’m always switching it up.
So here’s the drill. I put together this quick questionnaire. Leave your answers in the comment section. Easy peasy, right? And go!
1. What are you dressing up as for Halloween?
2. What was the last thing you put in your mouth?
3. What is the most favorite item in your house as of right now, this very instance?
4. What room in your house needs a makeover?
5. Last song you listened to?
6. Last book you read?
Okay you guys. One more post on Camp Wandawega and I promise, I WILL stop. For realzies this time. But I’ve been dying to tell you all about our yummy weekend getaway! I got home yesterday, immediately unpacked and got to work processing the hundreds of photos. Magical, just magical. I just can’t stop gushing about it. It was quiet, cozy, quaint, and everything we wanted it to be; absolutely spectacular!
We left Thursday morning and stopped in Richmond for a quick bite to eat. If you aren’t familiar with Richmond, IL, it’s this little town right on the border of Wisconsin with few antique shops (there were more years ago but they seem to be dwindling these days) and an Irish pub by the name of Doyles. And boy oh boy do I recommend the Mama’s Pot Roast at Doyle’s. Mashed potatoes with gravy and carrots. Yes please! Such a surprise, since normally I’m not an Irish pub kinda gal, but this place wasn’t too shabby. Don’t expect the world and you won’t be disappointed here. The boy recommends the reuben.
After lunch, I gave Bill and Joe, the property managers at camp, a quick text that we’d be arriving in 30 minutes and we were off. That is minus a small snafoo with the trunk of the SUV, and we were off. Note to self, always make sure you latch it before taking off. Whoopsies!