People Don’t Always Suck

January 20, 2014 at 11:20 am (Uncategorized) (, , , )

Last night, I ran into Trader Joe’s after spending two hours at the gym.  I was tired, sweaty, hungry and just wanted to go home.  As I was in the check out line, the cashier was making some small talk and asked if I had to work for Martin Luther King Day or if I got the day off.  I ruefully told her I had actually been recently laid off so every day is a day off for me.  While I bagged my groceries, that sneaky girl ran off to the flower section and came back, placing a beautiful purple bouquet in my bag.  She said they were for me, no charge, because she knows how much being laid off sucks.


As if I didn’t love Trader Joe’s enough already.

I almost cried right there.

Things aren’t exactly easy right now and while I’m doing a lot better than I could be, I’ve still been kind of down.  This act of kindness from a complete stranger made my entire week, as I told her before I left.  The flowers are a reminder that good things are out there, and hopefully they’re heading my way!

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Blue Jean Flower Queen

August 28, 2013 at 10:29 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , )

I’m still here!  the BMW mob bosses didn’t get me!  I know everyone is relieved.

So, the Tower Formerly Known as Sears always seems to have some sort of artistic display going on, whether it’s inside the lobby ou out facing the street.  The most recent installation was a little creepy the first time I saw it and while I’m pretty much used to it by now, I still have no idea why it’s there:

What does it MEAN?

If there’s a message or specific point behind this, I don’t know what it is.

Is it some sort of social commentary on virginity and holding onto one’s “sacred flower”?  Maybe it’s a subtle advertisement for Summer’s Eve.  Or it could be a standing testament to how nature will one day overtake everything and anything that humans once created.  There’s no plaque or explanation anywhere so I’m forced to use my imagination, which I obviously have done.  Also, I can’t help but wonder if there’s been any homeless people who have tried to take the pants away when it’s late and no one is looking.  It’s not like these jeans are in horrible condition and if I were homeless, I’d probably be checking sizes as soon as I could.

I guess I shouldn’t spend too much time over-thinking “art” but when I walk past it twice a day it’s hard not to let my thoughts wander.  I wonder what everyone else thinks?



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Market This

June 30, 2011 at 11:09 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

A few weeks ago, Willis Sears Tower began hosting a farmer’s market on the sidewalk outside the entrance facing Wacker Drive.  Living in the city prevents me from spending much time around farms and truly fresh produce so it was exciting to see it brought almost right to my door.  I ventured down there on the cold and rainy Thursday last week and, while there were a few booths with miserable looking attendants standing around, the weather prevented the event from being what it could’ve been.  I did manage to find a cheese booth and being such a ginormous cheese lover myself, I hung around there until I was almost shooed away.  The woman had various cheese spreads, cubes and curds and I was in heaven.  I was not, however, prepared.  I didn’t put much planning into my little shopping trip and I had no cash so I had to walk away empty-handed (well, not entirely empty.  I took as many samples as I could).

Today I made no such mistake.  I showed up bearing cold, hard cash.

Look! Booths!

It was tough not to buy something from every booth.  The pastries and chocolates were delicious and there was an entire salsa station featuring jars with pineapple, Portobello mushrooms and a whole lotta spice.  Have I mentioned how much I love free samples?  Then there were the tables showing off gorgeous and fresh produce, not to mention sunflowers and random bouquets of other flowers.  I had to stop myself from going crazy but I did allow myself some cheese.  I purchased a brick of  baked jalapeno delight that can be cooked on a little George Foreman grill, on the stove, in the microwave or a toaster oven.  Since I have all of those things I shall be feasting on cheese for…well, however long it takes me to eat the entire package.  Like maybe an hour.

Looks like I’ll be spending a good amount of time on Thursday mornings hanging around the booths on the sidewalk.  If you’re around you should join, otherwise I’m sure your area has a farmer’s market of its own.  Feel free to check it out and then send me cheese from all over the world.

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April 7, 2011 at 11:40 am (Uncategorized) (, , )

It’s finally here!  Or at least, that’s what I’ve decided.  Here’s why:

And it's about damn time

  • Last night, I saw tulips blooming for the very first time all year
  • This morning, I watched workmen plant greenery along the streets downtown
  • I’ve been sweating in my winter coat and even left it at home most of the week
  • It’s actually still daylight when I leave the office
  • There’s been a lot of rain and a significant absence of snow
  • I’ve heard birds in the morning
  • The heaters at the train stops are shut off until November
  • I haven’t worn a hat in two weeks
  • Allergies are attacking my face

As I become more and more familiar with Chicago weather, I realize that the above list really means nothing.  There’s just as much of a chance that it will hit 80 degrees this weekend as there is that we’ll see snow, so my hopes aren’t up too high.  Still, the 10 day forecast predicts highs in the 50’s and since that is so much better than highs hovering around freezing, I’ll take what I can get.

Bring on the sun, bring on the warmth!

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