Midsommarfest Moments

Pretty sure everyone’s written the, “I’ve been neglecting you” blog once or twice. I have no solid excuse other than being tired of writing blogishness all day for my internship has the ability to fry my brain on occasion, leaving me lacking the will to write about things that actually interest me.

In the past week or so, I have learned how to tile a backsplash, deal with an uninsured driver, waterproof a basement, have written about high tech kitchens and bathrooms, bathroom design by decade, historic kitchens… none of which actually have any impact on my personal life being that I’m a low-income renter that doesn’t have a car. It can be hard to stay excited when you really don’t have a reason to care. But last night I actually did something for myself. A rare moment indeed lately.

midsommarfest

I finished up with my two kitty clients and headed over to Andersonville. Midsommarfest was/is this weekend, and I couldn’t wait to see what things were like during festival season by the new apartment. I’m really glad I did.

Meeting my roommate there after seeing my clients was a good idea because dealing with the traffic and CTA delays at the intersection of the Cubs game, RibFest, the Red Line and Midsommarfest was a bit of an exercise in patience, especially when my train was delayed before the Addison stop by some idiots leaning over the direct current tracks (morons) causing the train to stop twice to warn them. All I could hope was that they fell on the tracks after my train passed and not before. I don’t excel at sympathy for drunk people.

I arrived around 6:45pm. It was packed with happy people drinking and eating. We decided to get a bite and do some people watching. I’m growing very fond of Lady Gregory’s. Besides their mouthwatering food, the staff has never been friendlier and the people watching location is ideal. Pretty sure I saw the short gay version of THIS GUY while eating my baked bree outside.

Baked Bree w/ Date Compote

Baked Bree w/ Date Compote

After convincing my roommate not to steal one of their plates since we are moving in a block South and I would like to return, we started out stroll through the booths and found some really great local artist and shops that, if I had the monetary option to, I would support in a heartbeat. I love local Chicago art. From prints to signs to posters to antiques, I am a huge fan of things dedicated to a place I call home.

Some great people and places to check out:

Mad Canvases does some sweet Chicago stuff with black and white photography.

Chicago Filmmakers because they gave me this in sticker form: reelkitten

Woolly Mammoth because the owners and their awesome dog are great and they have something unique and new every time I go there.

Brownstone Antiques and Collectibles has layers and layers of antiquities to sift through. If you’re not claustrophobic give it a try, if you are… wait for the sidewalk sale.

We made out way through everything and ended up at Hamburger Mary’s to see Velicity Metropolis a bingo caller extraordinaire, friend and lovely lady pictured here with my roommate.

Velicity and Shannon

Velicity and Shannon

We also invested in this brownie sundae that knocked my chocolate socks off.

brownie sundae All in all, it was a pretty sweet night and I’m really excited about getting my life started over there next month.

If only I could motivate myself to pack all my junk.

sweet home chicago

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Starting Again: Andersonville

I’m sure I’ll expand on this later because it’s potentially pretty exciting. I spent today running between clients and real estate agents and now I’m pretty exhausted. HOWEVER! We are pretty sure we found a place we want that may want us back. As of  this moment, Operation Andersonville is in motion.AndersonvillePoster

What does this mean you ask? Well…

  1. Some serious spring cleaning and mass purging of things I probably haven’t used or seen since we moved in here 2 years ago.
  2. Somehow moving all my crap with a rib still on the mend…
  3. A BRAND NEW APARTMENT to make my very own while freaking out the cats as little as possible.
  4. and most importantly, a brand new fantastic location right off Clark with all the cozy bars and quirky shops to make a fresh start with.
  5. Oh, and Ann Sather’s. They are going to make it super hard to not eat sugar…
Somehow that's a side to them. Like a fruit plate or toast is a side. No logic in sugar.

Ann Sather’s. Somehow that’s a side to them. Like a fruit plate or toast is a side. No logic in sugar.

There’s so much more to say about the place, it’s light and airy with actual counter space (rare in Chicago apartments), but I have to get up early tomorrow and give a big fat cat some insulin and kisses, so I’m stopping this blurb and getting some rest.

I really look forward to sharing this new adventure with everyone. I want to talk about the puppet bike (click link for fabulous video), Hamburger Mary’s bingo nights, my upcoming DIY adventures, and how my living a block from Starbucks is going to make stock values skyrocket. Invest now, I have no self control. But all of that soon enough.

Anyone want to help me pack?

“The extent of your consciousness is limited only by your ability to love and to embrace with your love the space around you, and all it contains.”
Napoleon Bonaparte