Sunday, November 23, 2014

Chicago Architecture Tour

It is always a special treat to introduce you to new characters on European Doorways. Today's story includes my two maternal cousins. My mom has one brother, who has two daughters. They are the same ages as me and my sister. 

They grew up in suburban Chicago. We grew up in rural Central IL. They went to very large schools. We went to tiny schools. Growing up, we didn't seem to have much in common. We were at grandma and grandpa's house all of the time and knew all of the rules. They only got to visit every so often and didn't know that you had to wash the dust off the top of the soda cans or always keep the bathroom door closed or you had to throw the tiny Hersey Kiss aluminum wrapper in the recycling.

(On a side note, I am SOOO much like my grandma Hill, I bet my mom is cringing/smirking/shaking her head yes, as she reads this.)

So as time moved on and life got more complicated with college and jobs and husbands and kids, the time lapse got bigger and bigger between our visits with our cousins.

This summer, we had the chance to catch up with N & D at my brother's wedding. D and I were comparing stories to how we celebrated our 40th birthdays. And we realized that despite our different childhoods, we all have the same excitement for new adventures. So we started making plans.

In August, D came down to Springfield to check off her bucket list of going to the IL State Fair. My sister and I have had over 10 years of adventures at the State Fair. We were glad to help her check that off her list.

In October, they returned the favor and had us up to Chicago for an adventure that took us throughout the city. Well, maybe I should say it felt like it was the whole city, but I'm really just a small town girl, so in reality it was just a tiny bit of the city.

My sis and I took the train up to Union Station, met the girls in the food court and started our adventure in the Grand Hall. I tried to talk them into reenacting the scene from My Best Friend's Wedding, but no one would take me up on that idea. So we just moved on to the Lady's Lounge at Union Station. It was the first of our stops on the Chicago Architecture Tour. 

We had a great lunch at Giordano's and I am still dreaming of the pizza. Uncle L picked up the tab for lunch.....all the way from Arizona ;).

I will stop rambling and just let you enjoy some of the sights we saw throughout the day.

(We were trying to get our reflections in the glass. We look a little ghostly.)

Our next adventure, Spring 2015, Matthiessen State Park. They have never been. 
My legs felt like noodles after "hiking" all over the city. I think it is another thing we will have in common after a day hiking the park. 

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Do you bleed green?

If your blood currently bleeds green....
or if it bled green at one point in your life,
you will "get" this song.

If you don't know what I mean when I refer to green blood, then this song will probably make you go "huh?"

I came across this in an old file today. It was written in the summer of 2010. It makes me smile and remember the non-stop laughter that my CFA and I shared while working on it.

The original purpose was to write a creative invite for our judges.

I'm feel like I am taking a risk, sharing it on the world wide web. By next summer, I may start hearing it on Pandora. I bet it will be playing on my Jason and Jason station.

Sing this to the tune of A Few of My Favorite Things from Sound of Music.

Rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright sunny days and blog posts get written
Pretty pink tulips tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Enthusiastic kids with new skills to try
Sewing, and Showing, and baking a pie
To the 4-H Show with projects to bring
These are a few of my favorite 4-H things

Volunteers ready to teach youth abound
Judges, and Leaders, and helpers around
Summer is always much better than Spring
These are a few of my favorite 4-H things

When the glue melts, when the steer kicks,
When you signed up wrong,
I simply remember my favorite 4-H things
And feel like singing a song

When the paint won’t dry, when the tractor tips
When I’m sunburned bad,
I simply remember my favorite 4-H things
And then I don’t feel so sad

Words by CFA & A ~ next stop Nashville :)