warmed me up

I don't often seek out cold weather voluntarily, so heading to Chicago in mid-March, the time of year when the Mason-Dixon line divides the Midwest and South most clearly with a thermometer, might not seem like something I'd do. But the thing about Chicago is that there are so many people there that I love, that even when it's snowing, I'm warmed all the way to my core. 

This weekend, I visited Sara and Katie in Chicago for St. Patrick's day and the weekend was pure bliss. It's weird, because you think you're obsessed with people and then you have a weekend like this and become even more obsessed when you didn't even think that was possible. 

Friday, we went to a new bar called Bub City, which plays country music exclusively. My dear friend Callie met up with us, which only made it that much sweeter. Callie and I met freshman year of college when we were at UChicago and although I left for Indiana sophomore year, we never miss a beat when we're together. 

{Old picture because we were, as Callie said, too busy dancing to snap pics Friday night. But this girl needs some air time.}

Saturday, our friend Austin had a party. He'd planned for it to be exclusively rooftop, but the snow had other plans in mind. It turned into an indoor/outdoor when-you-could-handle-it party. 

{Loved loved loved seeing Kelley & Allyson. A lot.}

Sunday, we went to Sara's spin class before I flew out. It was hard. Sara the spin instructor rocked us. We incentivized it with the promise of large coffees afterward. At one point, when we were climbing a hill and struggling through, Katie looked over at me and mouthed: COFFEE. It was worth the work. 

After the whirlwinding died down Sunday afternoon, we realized I had 15 minutes to shower and leave for the airport. And then we were like: Wait. What happened? Where did this weekend go? It just began. 

And we didn't think it was cool of the airline for demanding promptness. 

So I'm counting down the days until I can see these amazing people again soon. I'm thinking a Cinco de Mayo celebration just might be in order. Until then...