1. Well folks, I’m officially a Chicagoan.
I’ve finally been to Big Star.
I know, I know: I’ve been here for just shy of three years (over three years if you want to count the four months I lived here during my internship towards my total) and never once had I set foot in Big Star until Tuesday. That’s basically grounds for deportation around here. (In my defense, tacos would never be my first choice of food, so Big Star was hardly high on my list of places I needed to try.)
But it was good! I had the al pastor and de panza tacos (I preferred the de panza over the al pastor), and they were both great. Go-out-of-my-way-and-wait-hours-to-be-seated great? Meh, for me, probably not — but like I said, tacos aren’t my food of choice, so my opinion on the matter isn’t really worth much. I’m glad I can finally say I’ve been, though, and I do get why people go nuts over their food.
2. Every now and again I toss some money in the direction of PAWS Chicago, since I like what they do, believe in their cause, puppies are cute, blah blah blah. Anyway, once you donate so much as a penny to any nonprofit, you are on their mailing list FOR LIFE, and they will send you letter after letter after letter asking for more of your money. Earlier this year, PAWS sent me a letter asking for a donation, but with added incentive: if you donated money in response to that particular letter, they’d let you name one of their future animals. That was more than enough to convince me to donate, and I kindly requested that they name one of their future dogs after my bestest fwend, Louie.
Since then, I would occasionally pop over to PAWS’s website to see if they had any available dogs named Louie. I had never seen any, but last Friday I happened to go over to the site, and lo and behold: they had a Louie puppy!!
While I suppose I can’t verify that this particular Louie is named after my Louie, I absolutely have chosen to believe that this Louie is named after my Louie. Puppies tend to go pretty quickly at PAWS, so on my way home from work I went directly to PAWS, pretending to be a potential adopter (I suppose technically I *am* a potential adopter, because if I were to adopt a dog, I’d adopt it from PAWS, but I do not in any way feel like I’m in a place where I could handle the responsibility of a dog right now) so I could meet Bestest Fwend 2.0.
(Not the best picture, but the best I have of his precious little puppy face…!)
Oh, you guys, it was such a wonderful moment. Louie the puppy was just as sweet as can be. PAWS thinks Louie is a bloodhound mix, and he certainly acted like one when I met him, sniffing every nook and cranny in the room. He even stuck his head in my work bag to sniff around in there, which I thought was hilarious. I didn’t get any kissies, sadly, but he was oh-so friendly and MORE than happy to snuggle (and sniff my jeans) so I could pet him to my heart’s content.
It was so, so nice to visit him, and it really meant a lot to me that PAWS would name one of their puppies after my puppy. If I were in a place where I could adopt him, you better believe he’d be coming home with me, because he was just the best. I think he does his namesake proud :)
3. I…think I’ve quit November Project.
I really wanted to like November Project. I tried to like November Project. But there was something about the vibe that just did not work for me. While some people made me feel welcome, more often than not I felt like some rando who had just stumbled upon this group of neon clad burpee-doers at the totem pole on Wednesday mornings. I wouldn’t say I felt excluded, necessarily — just that I didn’t feel like part of the “in group,” and that I definitely felt like there was an “in group” with November Project. Which is fine! Honestly, I don’t know how you could even avoid that in any sort of big group situation like that. We definitely have an “in group” in my CARA group. We ABSOLUTELY have an “in group” in my dance classes. Dance is a little different, because our “in group” formed naturally with those of us who all started class at the same time and continued to take it. With my CARA group, however, I had to make an effort to be part of that “in group” (and by “effort” I mean “go with them to brunch and dinner.” It was a real burden, let me tell you :P ). Could I have put in that effort with November Project and joined the “in group”? Yeah, probably, eventually, after a long time. But given the choice between rejoining my Tuesday breakdance class, where I already am part of the “in group” or forsaking my current friends who I very much like in order to make new friends I don’t desperately need and attempt to break into the “in group” at November Project, I’m going to have to go with sticking with my current friends, because I really like my current friends and miss my current friends and would rather hang out with them anyway. Unfortunately, with November Project in Chicago’s timing, this does have to be an either/or situation right now: I can’t take a Tuesday night breakdance class and do a 6:28 a.m. Wednesday workout, because said Tuesday night breakdance class ends when I would need to be falling asleep to make said 6:28 a.m. Wednesday workout. Friday is my hard-and-fast non-negotiable rest day, so I can’t make those workouts, either (though if they would add a Monday workout…).
If I’m being completely honest, the only thing I ever really looked forward to in regards to November Project was the photos they’d post on Facebook after the workout so I could tag myself and look happy and active and thriving and whatnot, because social media is terrible, when I in fact pretty much never enjoyed the workout and was never actually happy to be there. Showing up just for Facebook pictures seems like a pretty terrible reason to keep doing something I don’t enjoy, especially when said something was dragging me out of bed way too early AND turning all of my Wednesdays into two-a-days, since I never ran enough during November Project to count it (in my opinion) as one of my runs for the week on my current half marathon training plan. That would only get worse once marathon season started (plus there would be the whole issue of sweating, which hasn’t been a problem when it’s been in the 30s and 40s, but would definitely be a problem come summer, since I don’t have time to shower after November Project and had to go straight to work. My coworkers are accommodating, but they’re not that accommodating :P ).
So yeah. Gave it a shot (six shots, actually), and I just don’t think it’s for me, at least not as my life stands right now. Never say never though, right?
Are you a taco fan? Clearly I’m not. However, if someone suggested tapas, I’d be there in a heartbeat.
Who’s going to adopt Louie for me? I promise to dogsit for you whenever you need it…! :D