Friday
Fall
Friends
Fire pit
Freaking beer in a boot (Yes, I’m stretching it. What would you prefer? Fancy beer? Festive beer? Whatevs.)
And no, I did not drink that entire boot. We shared it. That’s what friends are for!
Photos taken in Palatine, IL at Emmett’s and Bauer’s Brauhaus.
Ah, yes. Those were the good ol’ days (yesterday).
That was back before I subjected myself to a GoCycle spinning class. And now my ass is all kinds of unhappy. Last I checked, padded seats are not a super-advanced concept!
But the workout itself was fantastic. My legs were pretty much useless afterwards. To anyone who saw me walking home after class last night – no, I was not doing an impression of Bambi on ice.
Unfortunately for me, this all adds up to some terrible foreshadowing…
Normally, I get sore approximately 24 hours after a good workout. So come 6:30 tonight, I am preparing myself to be completely immobile. I might as well forget I even had these things called legs for the next day or so. And then, when I’m finally able to lower myself onto a toilet seat without screaming (cause this here is REAL!), I’ll go back for another class and enter this world of pain all over again. So worth it! (…is what I have to keep telling myself.)
This makes me scream on the inside, a) because feet are kind of gross anyway, and b) LOOK AT IT!
According to The Cut, this is the foot of model Sojourner Morrell after walking in 14 shows last month at the various fashion weeks around the world.
Are you going “Ahhhh! EW!” like me right now?
I’ve never had a greater appreciation for UGGs than at this very moment.
Because I’m struggling to find something to write about today, I’ve decided to start a new series of posts entitled “Retro photo gems” in which I post old photos and we all laugh at them.
I like to call this first photo “Tiffany Drinks Herself Under the Table.”
Waaaay back in 2005, my friend Tiffany made this ubiquitous “young 20-something girls hanging out in a bar” photo SO much better by falling under the table mid-shot. I love this photo so much.
I think we can all agree that Tiffany looks incredibly angelic and peaceful as she resigns herself to the fact that the bar stool on which she was previously resting has shifted in a most unfortunate manner, and she is now in the throes of a situation over which she has no control. I love how she closed her eyes – as if she knew what happened next was not going to be pretty. Or maybe she had the presence of mind to utter a split-second prayer.
Needless to say, once our eyes had recovered from the flash of the camera, we found Tiffany on the ground. Under the table. Luckily, she was fully intact and cracking up with the rest of us.
Whenever someone requested to sit in a booth, I would pound my fist on the hostess stand and scream,
“You want the booth?!? You can’t handle the booth!!!”
I know, I know… I’ve been obsessed with posting photos lately! But now that I have a good camera on my phone, I can’t help but whip it out whenever I see something pretty.
And if you thought the second half of that sentence sounded dirty, I assure you it was unintentional. <snicker>
Yesterday, this chick ran a marathon and had a baby.
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I think she was also planning on hitting Bed Bath & Beyond… if there was enough time.
Yep, it’s a good day!
I have some family members who are going through tough times right now. And I know material things like (super cute) leopard print heels are trivial. But even if you think they are ugly (what??) or a waste of money, don’t forget to find and appreciate little things like this that make you happy. Because at some point in your life, just getting through the day might be really, really hard. But maybe you can focus on these trivial little things. And they might not be enough to make for a good day, but at least they will give you a good moment. And help you remember that when bad things happen, the good will always still be there if you can just remember to look for it.
(Inspired by my idol, Danny Tanner, the master of heartfelt, sappy monologues.)
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Dear Chicago Weather,
This five day forecast is amazeballs. If you’re doing this to make up for your undeniable crappiness last week, I accept. Just throw in a light and variable breeze and all will be forgotten.
Love, Carlie
P.S. If the great weather now is due to the fact that you feel guilty about the awful winter we’re about to have, I take back all the nice things I’ve ever said about you. Jerk.
P.P.S. Thank you for providing the proper context for me to use the word “amazeballs” for the first time in my life.
Carlie Crash 
