Do All the Things

You know, I think I’ve figured out part of the reason why I hated being at home. There’s nothing going on there.

I like to keep myself pretty busy on weekends, and there’s no shortage of things to do in Chicago. Being out and about almost always beats sitting at home constantly switching between Facebook, Twitter, and my e-mail, which is how I tend to spend my free time when I don’t have anything going on, and I think I did a pretty successful job of taking advantage of the various things Chicago has to over this past weekend.

On Thursday (which, yes, technically not the weekend, but just go with it), I saw a play whose name is probably not fit to publish on the blog. I have a friend who works at Steppenwolf and was able to hook me up with discounted tickets for their current show, so on Thursday night, he and I went to see a show I’m quite confident I will never tell my parents I saw.

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Despite the obviously profane title (and the amount of profanity in the show, which I did know about going into it), I really thought it was an excellent production. I didn’t know exactly what to expect out of it, but I was surprised by the number of tough questions the show raises about identity, addiction, and relationships. As long as you’re not easily offended by some (lots of) R rated language, I’d highly recommend going to the show if you have a chance. It really made me think, and I appreciate that kind of entertainment.

I had hoped to have Friday night plans, but unfortunately the person I semi-subtly tried to make plans with didn’t take my bait, so instead I was exiled to my room while my roommate and her almost-but-not-quite-yet-official boyfriend enjoyed dinner and a movie in our living room. I took the opportunity to spend as much money as I could online and purchased a coat, a CARA membership, and my own domain! D’awww, the ol’ blog is growing up so fast! I don’t have any intention of self-hosting anytime in the super near future, but I did want my blog to look a teeny tiny bit more ~professional~ than before (that, and accidentalintentions.wordpress.com is stinkin long). So now I’m accidentalintentions.com, though if all is as it should be, the old accidentalintentions.wordpress.com URL should still route you here.

I more than made up for my lack of Friday night out-of-the-apartment activity on Saturday, though. Late Friday night, my roommate from senior year came into town, and I proceeded to talk her ears off for two hours with every. single. detail. of my complicated and confusing love life. My bad. That led to me staying up WAY past my bedtime, which probably wasn’t the best idea I’ve ever had, given that I’ve been fighting a cold since New Year’s Eve. Because of my sniffliness, I decided to forgo my usual Saturday morning run and went shopping at Target instead, where they stole my monies in the way only Target is capable of. It never fails to amaze me how quickly things add up there.

After dropping off my loot and a quick lunch, I headed downtown to meet up with Erin to spend even more of my monies. I’ve been rotating between the same few sweaters for, oh, the past four winters, and I finally decided I had enough. Erin not only tolerated my remarkable indecisiveness and complete lack of direction in H&M but also introduced me to the wonderful world of The Limited, which, fortunately, is nothing like the only store with the word “Limited” prominently in its name I’ve shopped at before, Limited Too.

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Ah, overpriced middle school fashion. Limited Too is now Justice, btw. I know not all of you have had the privilege of spending two recent summers at camp so you might not have been aware of the name change, but I want to make sure you’re all informed of what’s hip with the preteen set these days.

I was happy to discover that The Limited is quite different from Limited Too (as I suspected it would be) and knocked the last two remaining items off my need-to-buy-to-replace-old-clothes list.

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Kelsey, Lindsay, and Emily also joined us at The Limited, which made for a lovely unexpected blogger reunion.

After shopping, I headed home for a hot second, met up with my senior year roommate, and then headed back downtown for Chicago Winter Dance, which was one of the cooler things of my life. Chicago Winter Dance is the early-year complement to Chicago SummerDance, an event that offers a free hour-long dance class and two hours of dancing throughout the summer. Saturday night of Winter Dance featured salsa, and it was really awesome to see people from all sorts of backgrounds and of all sorts of ages come together inside the Cultural Center to both learn how to salsa and then put their new knowledge into practice. I ended up only dancing during the lesson, but I still had a fabulous time.

After we called it a night at Winter Dance, my roommate and I headed up to Lincoln Park to check out a place that’s been on my radar since I did my internship in Chicago two years ago: Cafe Ba-Ba-Reeba!

I’m absolutely obsessed with tapas and I got a Lettuce Entertain You gift card for Christmas, so I both had a fantastic dinner and only had to pay 83¢ for the meal! Can’t beat that!

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My roommate (whose hand is pictured) approved of her first tapas experience 😉

Do you like tapas? What’s your favorite dish? Love me some patatas bravas. Mmm.
Where did you shop when you were in middle school? In sixth grade, I  convinced myself that my lack of popularity was directly related to my lack of name brand clothes, so Limited Too and American Eagle became my go-tos. I could never afford Abercrombie & Fitch or Hollister, though. We also had a store called Weathervane that was pretty popular, but I believe they’ve since gone out of business.

p.s. Hip Hop starts again today. STOKED. Except I know for sure that Cute Hip Hop Boy is not taking the class again 😦 He’s taking the class after mine, so I imagine we’ll cross paths once a week for the next two months, but alas, it appears that that is as far as our relationship will go. Ah, what could have been! I’m not really holding my breath for Cute Hip Hop Boy version 2, either, as my teacher said last session that it’s pretty rare for guys to take hip hop. Double alas.

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18 thoughts on “Do All the Things

  1. What a weekend!! I used to love limited too but my mom wouldn’t let me shop there. I thought it was pretty rude of her actually Hahaha congrats on the domain name! I just bought mine too 🙂

    • Haha funny story: we actually ordered the sweet potatoes (or I thought we did) but got brought the spicy potatoes with tomato aioli instead. I’m sure I probably could’ve sent it back, but the spicy potatoes were also fantastic and the same price, so I didn’t really mind.

  2. Three things for you, neatly numbered. 1. I loved Limited Too!!! I went through a year or so where I would only purchase clothes (and underwear!) from there. 2. I’ve been wanting to go to Winter Dance! Looks fun! 3. I love Cafe Ba-Ba-Reeba!!!

  3. Oh man, I had to go into Justice one Christmas to buy a gift for my niece and I almost died. To think, I LOVED The Limited Too when I was that age.

    By the way, I’m really loving the purple sweater you got at H&M.

    And you never asked cute hip hop boy out? Be direct! That’s how I got my husband.

    • I’m really loving the fact that you found that purple sweater! I’m excited to wear it once it stops feeling like March!

      Well…I mean…it’s complicated. Isn’t it always complicated? I kinda-ish asked him out. Well, fine. I asked him out, but not in a, “Hey, you and I should go on a date,” direct way. He may or may not have been involved in something mentioned in this post, and I may or may not have left out the part where he asked if I wanted to go somewhere else after our original activity wrapped up and I obviously said yes. Buttttttt yeah. I mean, I’m not against being direct (well, maybe I am, because I don’t know if what we did would be considered an official date or not)…but I also don’t like being pushy, and I’m not very good at knowing where the line between direct and pushy is.

  4. I loved the Limited Too when I was younger! Ahh memories! I give my parents so much credit for actually going into that store with me, you’d have to pay me to walk in Justice now.

    Your weekend sounds perfectly busy!

    • Tell me about it. I had no idea what I was putting my parents through! And all that stuff is SO overpriced! I was looking at Justice’s website today just to see what the going rate on their clothes is now, and their graphic t’s are like $35!! You’ve got to be kidding me! I mean, I imagine they weren’t $35 10 years ago, but they probably weren’t a whole lot cheaper than that, either. I should send my parents a thank you card for putting up with me as a preteen haha.

  5. I still have not been to the theater in Chicago! I’m openly envious that you went to that show. It sounds intriguing and very up my alley. I was a hard-core Limited Too girl for a bit too long. I didn’t stop buying my underwear there (TMI?) until I was 17. It’s the truth. I do remember Abercrombie & Fitch being this whole social status thing, but I never could get into that store, nor could my butt get into their pants, and I say that with pride. I’m finally committing to Hip Hop class too, but I’l be starting next session/round now that I have a job again that lets me do things in the evening. I’m so excited to dance again. Glad to hear you’re enjoying it so much!

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