Teeny Pies

Darling pie friends. I’m taking a week-long break from all things pie in order to wrangle up all of my stuff that’s been floating around Chicago for the year, sort through it, and decide what’s making the trip to DC with me. Living for a year out of a single suitcase makes a girl wonder what on earth is in all of those packed-long-ago boxes and if I actually need any of it. 

The first suitcase was found to be filled with all of my fancy dress up clothes, most of which (after trying on to confirm, of course) are coming with me because I’m sure to be invited to countless cocktail parties, weddings and PBS functions, because I’m SUCH a fancy  lady. However, being a softie about my dresses doesn’t mean I haven’t been an absolute cutthroat about my extensive VHS collection. I know I know… how could I possibly part with Twister and my recorded-straight-from-the-tv-so-there-are-still-commercials copy of the Sound of Music?? Considering I have neither TV or VHS player in any of the large boxes of ‘teeny things’ I think it’s safe to donate them to someone who will (fingers crossed) love them just as much as I have these last million years. 

Tomorrow I’m tackling the family china. seriously. I have the family china and too much Catholic guilt to give it away. 

It warms my heart to be able to visit Chicago before embarking on the next chapter of my life. I love this city and I’m so grateful that I was able to live and grow here for such a lovely long time. I think being surrounded by the familiar, where I truly feel like myself, has helped me come to a really settled and grounded place. It’s also helped me realize just how excited I am to start this new adventure. I’m going to have an apartment, to which I will actually have a key! I’ll be able to see Aaron every day and bake a million pies for PBSkids (the time has come for testing recipes) I’ll be able to explore my neighborhood, cook in my own kitchen, and write my book in my own space. Such wonderful beginnings, don’t you think?

BUT until then I’m spending the week galavanting around town with good friends and eating good food. I have the best of friends here, and I want to saturate myself in their incredibly generous and exuberant friendship before driving off into the sunrise (I’m headed east, which is far less satisfying cinema-sunset-wise, but it will have to do). I’m determined to cram so much love (and maybe a few pies) into this next week it’s ridiculous   … also… sorting through the family china… anyone need a gravy boat?

 (see! I own things!)