I quickly wiggled myself into a Chicago Bears ticket situation for Sunday. Although I've tailgated at Bears games before (you must see this) it was actually my first Bears game EVER. I was skeptical about how much I'd enjoy the football aspect of the day given I haven't had a strong interest in the sport since 2000 (Y2K, anyone?) when my Senior high school powder puff team won the championship. My family's seats are amazing though, the weather was beautiful, and the chicken finger/French fry basked I ordered was divine.
Here are some pics from the day.
Me and my sis.
The columns outside the Soldier Field Stadium club are so pretty. My cousin mentioned she wants to get married there and I decided it should be the venue for Macy's Quinceañera.
Cousin Kim trying to zen out Cousin Chris because the Bears were sucking so bad.
Halpin woman. The paler, Irish, equally dramatic, version of the Kardashians.
Flash back to the tailgating portion of the day were Jules and I (posed with my brother) were sporting our obscenely spirited Bears outfits. I was soon encouraged to put a spare Bears jersey on. This is not typically my look but I styled it by rolling up the sleeves and applying extra coats of lip gloss.
More tailgating. Surprisingly I was sober for this one as I'm not quite up to resuming my normal #dranks lifestyle.
Left: Selllffieee Right: Contemplating the best way to stage a run in with Kristin Cavallari who also at the game supporting her QB husband.
This weekend I found myself in a state of extreme exhaustion (still running slow from surgery) and just generally emo being back home. Obviously the only way to express such emotions, being a millennial and all, was through a melodramatic social media post. I comprised and published what I was convinced (at the time) was a poignant, deep, and incredibly moving sentence about the deep love & gratitude & utter reliance I have on my family. I garnished it with a "feeling emotional" emoji for some extra expressive flare.
I then turned on the Sarah Mclachlan/Humane Society song, showered and returned to a computer full of concerned responses and direct messages assuming I was suicidal, dying, or that, alternatively, one of these loved family members had died.
It immediately made me laugh at how melodramatic and ridiculous of a human being I unfortunately am. All this to say, while I do truly love the people in the above picture, its in a completely healthy, emotionally stable manner. And from now on when I'm sleep deprived and emo, I'll instead nap and spare the world from my every waking thought.
And look at this little cutie (left.). This is my buddy Dani, aka "Danimal" that I worked with for years back in my recruiter days. I randomly ran in to her at the game - just like I randomly ran into my ex-fiancé when I was en route on a solo bathroom venture. (This is why girls go to the bathroom in groups y'all.) It was actually great to see him after what I think has been 10-ish years and I hope he felt the same way about me???? Not to mention it was a productive run in. I obviously no longer needed to use the bathroom upon seeing him as the emotion of it all made me pee my pants. #twobirds #onestone
Such a long post today! It was a slow blog week last week so I'm feeling like I have so much to catch you up on. Like the fact that I had a Sincerely Jules sighting on Friday! How exciting right, fellow bloggers?
It's Monday and I have a lot of fun work stuff going on this week. Let's go get 'em!
P.S. Shout out to Jill Goudbout! =)
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