the annual "two stoops pickin noses" pic,
perfectly browned marshmallows,
palm trees in november,
and the kinds of smiles you really can't fake.
{pay no attention to the p.d.a. in the top left corner.}
-yeh!
travel
thanksgiving
...because sometimes home isn't in chicago. it's in tampa, with cousins and aunties and machatunies, cooking and giggling all day long.
-yeh!
boston
a lobster roll,
a bánh mì truck,
a scotch egg/potsticker lovechild.
a guitar,
a song,
my wildest dreams in pocky.
dollhouse playing,
secret telling,
cocktails lit on fire.
the kyle,
the micah,
the zaftigs monte cristo.
in one of my favorite places of all,
with some of my favorite people of all,
in boston, we had a ball!
-yeh!
faraway rockaway
in adventures, travel, breakfast
slightly earlier than what one would call "just before sunrise," i sat alone in my kitchen with an iced coffee and the ann romney speech.
a noise came: outside my door, in the pitch black, there was an invitation to bike to the coast. we were to leave at that very moment.
ok. absolutely.
obviously.
we biked into the day, biked biked biked, over the bridges/past the woods/towards the sun, to a beach with surfers and seagulls and the perfect spot for fruits and croissants.
32 miles and a peanut butter m & m emergency later, i emptied the sand from my shoes and dashed to work.
it was one of the more perfect mornings, i'd say.
-yeh