I’m going to Chicago tomorrow, and I can’t wait. One of my best friends is getting married (officially in May), and this Saturday is the Persian wedding ceremony her parents are having for them. It involves smoke, sugar sprinkling, me carrying a lit candelabra (yikes) as I walk down the aisle with the bride & groom, and a knife dance (that I am also participating in - yikes again?).

Something tells me Persian weddings are kind of the best thing ever.

I will also be taking a mini road trip to Madison with the boys on Sunday. We’re going to the House on the Rock. Kind of freaking out about that. I was supposed to go like 5 times while I still lived in Chicago, and somehow, never made it. I. am. pumped.

I can’t wait to be back in Chicago.

There is definitely a reason my area code is still 312.