After two hours and five races, we had no more money and decided to skip out on the rest of the races and the annual fireworks show the racetrack has on July 3.
As we walked to our far-away parking spot hand-in-hand, I dared Boyfriend that he could not jump up high enough to touch the trees. He could and he did. He would run, jump up, grab some flowers off the tree and then stick them in my hair.
Have you ever noticed that men men love to jump up at random moments with the sole purpose of showing how high they can jump? The higher, the manlier, I guess.
We had just arrived at the racetrack Friday when I saw a little girl with a multi-colored mouth sitting on a bench eating this patriotic popsicle.
“Oh man, Brad! We have to get one of those this weekend!” I turned to him and said excitedly.
Poof, my wish was granted. To wish us a happy Fourth of July, the racetrack was giving out the popsicles for free. I only got past the red part before I threw mine out, but BF managed to finish all of his and his teeth turned a lovely shade of blue, too.
On Friday morning we woke up, drove back from the city and went swimming to soak up some sun (and some hangover).
Around 4 p.m. we went to Arlington Park racetrack to make some bets, have a beer and see the fireworks display.
Unfortunately, Boyfriend and I lost all of his our money, a teenager swore at me and we saw a kid on a leash. But on a better note, we did get a free popsicle!
L-R: Jenna, Krista, me and Sanch
After working a half day last Thursday, I shopped around in the afternoon with Jen, who was in town for the weekend from Florida. I picked up some party dresses for all the party-attending I had lined up for Fourth of July weekend.
Around 6 p.m., Boyfriend and I hopped on the Metra and headed to Sanch’s place in Lincoln Park to have some drinks before going to a bar. Going out Thursday was a must considering we all had off work on Friday and my other girlfriend, Krista, was in town from Florida! Side note: Yes, two of my best friends moved from Chicago to Fort Lauderdale this year :(, sigh.
We ended up at Schoolyard — an official Illini bar! — and I woke up the next morning with $30 in cash gone and a bar receipt for $48. I am pretty confident I bought a round of Patrón shots. I am positively confident I will not be bringing my debit card to the bars from now on.
Thursday night out in the city dress
Friday night outdoor party dress
Saturday afternoon outdoor bbq dress
My weekend in dresses:
Thursday — I wore this denim sweetheart-cut dress with some wedges out Thursday night downtown at a sports bar. I love what sweetheart cuts do for your cleav.
Friday — I wore this pink/black floral print maxi for a beautiful, outdoor party Friday evening. My favorite part was that guests were illuminated from white Christmas lights that were strung on all the bushes. Unlike in the picture you see here, my dress swept the ground.
Saturday — I wore this white, eyelet-trim sundress to an outdoor barbeque Saturday afternoon. As it neared time for the fireworks show, the air became chilly and I threw on this light-wash denim jacket. And of course, I couldn’t keep the white dress clean. I blame the picnic table.
Please note all of these purchases were under $45!
Also note I could probably wear a pretty dress every single day.
- (954): Sarah Palin just quit. Happy Independence day!
- (805): God Bless America!
