70 degrees in february on the farm

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Never thought I’d utter the words! It’s unbelievable that it could be so warm. In the winter. In Chicago. But here we are. (And if you don’t believe this is global warming, I’m not sure what you do believe.)

We decided to take advantage of the beautiful weather and went to Nate’s family farm, where we were able to run around outside and play. I was also able to take a bunch of photos!

It was such a wonderful long weekend. I wanted to be sure to share some of my favorite pictures with you!


to my funny valentines

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For almost 15 years, I’ve had the same valentine. He is supportive and smart and caring and handsome and he’s mine. 


Three and a half years ago, we picked up the sweetest French Bulldog I ever did see, and he has been a little gift from God for me. He’s such a good snuggler, and gives the best kisses, I only wish we could get him a Mrs. (that’s a lie – I want him all to myself!)


Then, a little miracle appeared one warm June night, and everything in the world felt just right. My heart was overwhelmed with joy, my darling little girl, with her mom’s eyes and her daddy’s red hair in a curl. (Really, though, she had so much hair.)


Happy Valentine’s Day to my funny valentines, and virtual hugs to everyone! Xo

mom’s night out: girl & the goat

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Hope is one of my best friends at work. We work really closely together, we talk just about every day, and she makes me laugh harder than many people can. The only problem? She lives 2,120 miles away in Portland, Oregon, and I only get to see her a few times a year. 

She was in town this week for work, and it was the best to be able to say “good morning” and razz her in person. She also kept spoiling me with Mindy’s Hot Chocolate pastries from the Revival Food Hall. Diet starts after the Super Bowl?

On Thursday we planned to go to dinner, with Au Cheval in mind. Upon arrival (around 5:20 pm), frozen from the frigid temperature, the wait was an hour to an hour and twenty minutes (the cheeseburger IS one of a kind, I can vouch for it). But we decided to hustle across Randolph to Girl & the Goat. Immediate seating at the bar was perfect; Hope was excited because she’d been wanting to dine here!

It was my third time at Girl & the Goat (post-wedding and pre-baby, I loved to live it up), and it was exactly how I remembered it. The beautiful decor with exotic details and textures, the hustle of a good wait staff, the delicious smells of high-quality and innovative dishes, the beautiful craft cocktails waiting to be sipped…should I keep going?

I asked for a dairy-free menu (Stephanie Izard is very accommodating to those of us with food allergies and intolerances at all of her restaurants, much appreciated), to balance out my meal and make sure I didn’t overdo it. It’s hard for me to show restraint to gouda bread with smoked lard butter and romesco. So I didn’t.

I also had the Boondock Saints cocktail (a tasty chilled Hot Toddy), a glass of still rosé, braised beef tongue, grilled cuddlefish, the famous sautéed green beans, and the most decadent and fantastic crumpets I’ve ever tasted in my life (served with goat liver mousse, rosemary pickles, grapefruit preserves, and persimmon marmalade, of course). 

This meal was out…of…this…world. It is so hard for me to justify a meal like this now, but I can’t tell you the last time I had a foodie dinner. It felt nice to enjoy a well-cooked (understatement) meal with Hope, and have time outside of work to catch up and be silly. Those meals and moments are priceless. Xo