Things kind of pile up when I don’t post anything new here for a month, and then I feel like I can’t post *new* new things because I haven’t posted the *old* new things. So here is roughly a month and a half of updates at once.
Early February: Dan and I attended First Look for Charity at the Chicago Auto Show. We dressed up fancy.
We looked at cars. And a TQ midget!
We took drunk selfies.
And drunker Divvy bike photos.
It was a super fun night for the benefit of some great charities and I would love to make it an annual thing.
Mid February: Ada grows enough hair to have ponytails and pigtails and all manner of tails.
Dan and I see James Franco read poetry and show a short film.
The Q&A with James Franco gets cut due to time. Pressing questions are never answered, James Franco.
Late February, the Daytona 500 happens. I make some carnitas and spend the day drinking cilantro flavored vodka.
Ada talks every adult walking through the race shop kitchen into giving her a cookie. Harley follows her around all day hoping she’ll pay forward the generosity.
This involves a lot of bribery, including plastic eggs filled with surprises, lots of fingernail and toenail painting, and “lipstick”.
And olives. God bless my little olive-eater.
“Is that an olive? No? Then let’s cover it in peanut butter, Mom.”
Early March, I go to New Jersey/New York for a weekend.
Celebrated my birthday, ate some cupcakes.
Celebrated that it was Friday, ate some more dessert.
Saw Measure for Measure at the New Liberty Theater with my friend Mare. Spent some time in Princeton, NJ with a big group of ladies I met on the internet. Flew home.
Dan and Ada picked me up at O’Hare and we had one last trip to the Des Plaines Oasis following an airport pickup. They’ll be tearing it down to widen the interstate. So we took pictures, ate pretzels, and directed airplane traffic.
A trip to Target seems hardly worth the update but we do it with style.
Ada tries to do lots of things with style lately.
I caught her doing this/took this picture only 20 minutes after the events described in that screenshot.
And that brings us up to this past weekend, where I got my hair cut and we accidentally went to a parade.
And Ada decided downtown Rockford is pretty awesome, what with all the candy throwing and costumes.
I don’t even know how to tell her that it was a special event so if you guys could just throw candy at us whenever you see us, that would be great.
Ada has this habit of hating something until she loves it. No grey area. She would not go near the pool until she decided she loved it and wanted to jump in the deep end, repeatedly, with no ability to swim. Snow has been the same. She hated it, would not walk on a sidewalk that had snow on it, and the first time Dan tried to take her out to play in it, she spent longer getting dressed than she did outdoors. The closest she came to touching the snow was laying on top of him, screaming, while he laid in the snow.
She’s loved the *fashion* part of winter from the very beginning.
But it wasn’t until this weekend that the switch flipped and she decided she is, indeed, a person who plays outside in the snow.
I suppose it’s possible that like the rest of us, she’s maybe just resigned herself to a winter that is never ever going to end.