The Old Stomping Grounds

Dear friend,

I hope you had a lovely weekend.  I did.  Jered took me to the Art Institute.  Loved it.  Loved it so much.  Then, he decided we should visit TIU and our "old stomping grounds."

I'm not sure if the driving force was really reminiscing, or a rescue mission for his old cot.  Either way, our visit turned into a failed rescue attempt.  We did, however, visit the beach where we went for one of our first dates, and visited often with friends.

We even found the remnants of Jered and Jacob's old summer home.

 

I wanted to take the iPod with us, and listen to songs that reminded us of each spot we visited, but honestly, it was pretty cold, and we didn't stick around long at any of our stops.

For instance, out on the rocks, I would have played James Blunt's Your Beautiful.  I'm not sure why we listened to that one; I never really liked it.  However, I will always remember the moment when we were listening to it and looked at each other in surprise as we listened to the non-radio version for the first time...

I might have played some Dizmas on the rocks too because I remember trying to open Jered's mind to some of my favorite bands at the time.

Out at the stadium, we listened to James Blunt's Wisemen and Rihanna and Jay Z's Run this Town.

If we had visited our dorm rooms, which we didn't because that likely would have been an awkward moment with the current residents, Return of the King definitely would have played.  It was a favorite during study sessions. 

Anyway, like I said, I don't know if the point of the visit was about the cot, or if it was really to visit some sentimental spots, but for me, it was lovely.  And I thought it was awfully sweet that he wanted to do that on our Sunday afternoon.

Well, my fingers are freezing, and all of this typing does do anything in the way of warming them, so I'm calling it quits today.

Bye!

Aim