I truly love folks that comment on my Facebook page or here on the blog. It’s so fun to interact with readers and laugh at some of their awesome observations and stories. One of my favorite’s is Micki Ansted. She’s always been so supportive – she “likes” my ridiculous pictures I share or just offers a kind word when I post something hard to write about. I’m grateful for readers like her.
So I was thrilled when she wanted to take Flat Martini out for an adventure. And to tell you the truth, I’m pretty sure our little cocktail of love didn’t want to come home after this visit! Come read their awesome week together…
Flat Martini arrived in the Chicagoland area just in time for a girls’ night from the 70’s! We loaded up on snacks and wine and wine and did I mention wine (?) to spend the night watching old shows and movies and talk and laugh about old times and future plans. We have known each other since 1st grade and although we lost touch we connected again after many years through the magic of Facebook. We lived in a triangle in the Back of the Yards neighborhood back in the day and now we live in what we call the Tinley Triangle. Still just steps away from each other’s houses. Love my girlfriends.
One of the best things love about my girlfriends is that appreciate my inner beauty. And they also know that my outer beauty needs attention. A true friend will dye your hair and your eyebrows and not laugh in your face. Well, honestly, yes, we laughed… a lot. But I’m ok with that.
Flat Martini wasted no time getting comfortable at my house. He really liked hanging out with the regulars. Those corks may or may not be from wine that I drank. And the sale sticker? Don’t judge me…
White Sox Opening Day is a National Holiday as far as me and my pal Tracy are concerned. It’s a great excuse to behave badly and make memories – some of which are fuzzy. This was definitely our 13th or 14th or 15th year attending together. We had to sneak Flat Martini into the game – they check bags and contraband is confiscated. We really wanted him to join us but we couldn’t take the chance of bringing him in even with his own ticket.
Flat Martini was very flattered that we asked him to pose in our 3.99 generation photo at my daughter’s baby shower. My beautiful mother is 91, I will be celebrating the 27th anniversary of my 29th birthday next week, and my baby girl is expecting her first child (a girl) any day now. Strong woman run in the family. God bless my son-in-law!
At the shower, as chance would have it, three lovely ladies had one of those “this is awkward” moments when both great grandmother’s and a dear friend all coordinated their outfits. As young women this would have been horrific, but these ladies celebrated their good taste. Flat Martini on the other hand was a bit embarrassed so he stayed out of this picture.
I recently graduated from college (yay me!) and we had our first alumni event at the Mid America Club on the 80th floor of the Aon Centre in wonderful downtown Chicago. Once again, our purses (and cars!) were searched and we were not allowed to bring in any of our own alcohol, so I sneaked Flat Martini in again. He enjoyed the networking and the view. I worked in this same building 37 years ago as a young girl right out of high school. It was amazing to me that so much time could go by and I could still navigate the concourse.
My adventures with Flat Martini showed me that the passage of time is a strange thing. It goes by so fast and yet it feels like no time at all. My kids are grown up. I’m about to become a grandma. Life constantly changes yet so many things stay the same. Thank you for allowing me to share my small piece of time with you.
And Flat Martini is looking forward to his next adventure – and so am I!
