My Weekend Told By Pictures

This was my entertainment while doing laundry yesterday. This sweet boy melted my heart and I wanted to take him home with me. Meet A.J. He didn't speak much English, but he would come up to me, rub my leg, and repeat "Hi" over and over, and twice said, "My name AJ. Give me hug!" and then he would reach out for a hug! *sweet awwww face! How could I resist!*






This just made me crack up...





This is a Tap Jam performed by the members of the Chicago Tap Institute. That's right folks. I'm not in Texas anymore. Jaimy and I enjoyed BBQ, red wine, and a front row view of the "you got served, minus the beef" tap off. It was awesome.





Peach Punch Tea @ Cafe Ballou. Delish.





One of the many indie boys to perform. I'm not complaining.




The most AMAZING pancake flight from my favorite brunch place: Orange, with a peel.

Everyone who comes to visit me will be taken there at some point. Don't worry.

Enjoying one of my favorite Scottish beers at the Tilted Kilt before heading to a Shabat dinner with my new friend Jeremiah (who also just moved here and is roomates with my roomates boyfriend. Texas is representin'. Small world.) Side note: The Shabat dinner was definitely interesting. I've never gone anywhere where I have blantantly been referred to as a Gentile. Seriously?! Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures from that...

The name says it all. It's almost the equivalent to a Scottish version of Hooters, minus the lame beer and hot wings. They had real beer and fish and chips.

Love from the Windy City,

Heather
xoxoxo