Sprinkle Cookie

Mexican Hell Games.

Happy Birthday Chelsa! Last week was Chelsa’s birthday which of course meant we celebrated all week! Of course she would say that NONE of the activities were in honor of her birthday but I think that everything you do in your birthday week is in honor of your birthday! Here’s what we did…

After work we headed out to get some Mexican food. Yum. She was going to a Mozart concert that I was invited to but after driving to Tennessee and back on no sleep I knew I wouldn’t make it.

Chelsa and JennyS and I met up in Evanston to get some Flat Top and go see I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell. The movie was good and funny but not amazingly funny. I am so not a feminist because I think as a woman I was supposed to be offended by the movie/book or something. Instead though I just laugh at the women who fall for that kind of shit.

Friday Chelsa had a game night at her place! She taught me a two-person solitaire game which I was doing really well at until she figured out that she forgot to tell me one of the rules…and I finally played Apples to Apples for the first time ever. Seriously, there have probably been 50 occasions in my life where someone has said we were going to play and it never happened. We also played a lot of catchphrase…and I was laughed at for giving the clue “black lady who wanted to sit on a bus.” It works right?

Tabitha brought over some massively awesome cookies…

Sprinkle Cookie

And Ryan got a makeover…

Ryan's makeover

AND! I found out he’s a big fan of competitive eating as well! Awe-some.

So we ended up staying out until…oh…5am…playing games and drinking and being loud because we could be.

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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