Hikes with Mikes – Six Months In

Since moving to Chicago in 2010, I have been blessed by meeting some of the most wonderful people named Michael in the world. Prior to meeting my husband Michael, I dated two different Michaels and became good friends with my sister’s best friend Michael. When I finally met my soul mate Michael about a year after moving here, he introduced me to his best friend Michael (now mine as well) who stood up in our wedding with our other friend Michael officiating. Question: did you know that Michael was the most popular name for boys in this country for like forty years?

Just after the new year, our best friend, who henceforth will be known as Mike, started on one of his normal discussions about dreams and goals for his life. Strategically, he sold us on the idea of going on one hike every month. Michael would drive the car, Mike would plan the trips and I would, well, hike with Mikes.

For our first hike, we lucked out on a warm winter weekend in January being able to hike outside at the Indiana Dunes State Park, not too far out of Chicago in northwest Indiana — a state, I otherwise tend to speed through on my way home to visit my family in Metro Detroit. The dunes were a bit snowy and muddy, but otherwise it was a perfect adventure. We trekked about three or four miles up some dunes and down to the beach where you experience the wonder of Lake Michigan, all while surrounded by smokestack factories, just down the shore on either side. Standing on that beach, soaking up the sun on rare warm January afternoon, we vowed to come back again this year.

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The weather wasn’t as cooperative in February, when a storm brought several feet of snow a few days before we had planned to go on our next trip. We decided that maybe the outdoor part of our hike would be shoveling our car out. I was little help, as we have one small shovel and mop bucket for digging out snow. After about 40 minutes, the Mikes were able to pull our trusty sedan away from the curb and head on an indoor hike at the Garfield Park Conservatory in Chicago’s Garfield Park neighborhood.

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The conservatory was one of the first of its kind and is still one of the largest in the world. The chief architect Jens Jensen designed the building to house plants from many species and many climates all over the world, an idea that revolutionary for the time. There were warm rooms full of cacti or forest trees and cool rooms full of beautiful flowers and even a koi pond with a Dale Chihuly installation.

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Dale Chihuly installation at the Garfield Park Conservatory in Chicago.

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We rewarded our cultural betterment by eating at Inspiration Kitchens, this awesome American-style cafe in Garfield Park that hires students and has helped “hundreds of individuals gain the skills they need to find employment and exit homelessness and poverty.” Basically, they’re doing god’s work and their brunch is on point.

In March, we went to Kankakee River State Park, where we strolled around the mostly flat and even land surrounding the Kankakee river in central Illinois. We walked about 9 miles through the park, which had a designated trail for biking and plenty of folks out riding horses. We had to keep our eyes out for what comes along with heavy horse traffic. It’s definitely not my favorite hiking location, though I would like to try it again with rented bikes.

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The Mikes standing by the Kankakee River.

We did our longest hike yet at Swallow Creek Woods near Orland Park, Illinois, in April. This hike began and ended with a steep stairway climb up the “100-foot bluff” that makes for a sick toboggan or sled hill come winter and very well could be our December hike this year as well. We walked about 10 miles through the trails, taking time to enjoy the spring day that was finally upon us, escaping from our congested urban lives. This hike was celebrated by eating obscene amounts of tacos and copious adult beverages upon returning from our intense leg work out.

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The Mikes being too adorable for words at Shallow Creek Woods.

Last month, I went with the Mikes for my first time to Starved Rock State Park — a national treasure and a true favorite among the group, even if both Mikes took a nasty spill on the muddy trails. I attribute my ability to stay surefooted to actually wearing hiking shoes when I go on a hike. Although the mud was an annoying byproduct of the rainy May morning that preceded our hike, the other byproduct was a series of magnificent waterfalls. Mid-hike we took a break to eat tuna salad sandwiches next to one of the waterfalls.

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The Mikes early in our hike at Starved Rock.

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While I don’t know exactly how the hikes have improved my overall health, I do know that going on these monthly outings into nature has improved my quality of life. As much as I love city living, taking the time to reconnect with nature and get myself moving has become something I look forward to every month. With the opening of the 606 in Chicago, we’re looking forward to another urban hiking adventure this summer. Here’s a short list of some other hikes we’re discussing:

  • Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore (Glen Arbor, MI)
  • Chicago Lakefront hike from downtown to Hollywood Beach
  • Another out of state hike, possible for Mike’s birthday in October
Hikes with Mikes – Six Months In

TFW: A São Paulo State of Mind

My company is a small tech startup, leveraging wearable devices to measure and quantify consumer behavior for clients. We contribute to the design, methodologies and analysis of research data while also doing field work. Although my primary responsibilities lie in analysis and marketing, being in a small company, everyone is called on to field the research as well. Our work is about equal parts domestic and international. This year I’ve been to Mexico City, Los Angeles, Atlanta, Denver, and most recently São Paulo.

The city of São Paulo was magnificent and I’m humbled to have experienced it. It’s a warm city about an hour from the coast in Brazil, south of Rio de Janiero. A local colleague described her city’s culture as similar to New York — focused on business, friendly, driven with a love for arts and culture. As I took my abbreviated tour of the city, I saw beautiful homes scaled up hillsides, restaurants full of folks on their lunch break dining on fix-priced buffets or fast food and coffees.

While in São Paulo, I had the good fortune to meet my Brazilian doppelganger, Adécio who was very generous with his time and eager to exchange cultures with a North American. We went to dinner at a Brazilian restaurant where I tried my new favorite beer, Brahma Black. He took me to Paulista Avenue, the famous SP street known for its shopping malls, busy business vibes, and the Museu de Arte São Paulo (MASP) among other things. Another night, we ate at a  Japanese all-you-can-eat restaurant where we were served sushi, maki, sashimi, and nigiri. It was good though I did notice a difference between American and Brazilian Japanese food. Pizza, ice cream and especially any type of buffets or all you can eat are very popular in São Paulo. Seeing films is very popular in São Paulo and the city is full of theaters where locals see Brazilian, European and Hollywood films.

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Brazil is at a cultural cross-roads, not unlike many of the people in my generation feel the U.S. is. Adécio mentioned he thought that Brazil would legalize gay marriage this year. He was very interested in American queer culture and feminism and we discussed issues of race and dangerous police in our countries. Even while there a short while, I got familiar with some of its problems and shortcomings as a developing economy and world power. My personal experience was very positive and Adécio was a true host for me in his city.

My new amigo Adécio and I talked about Brazil’s love of film and food. Adécio happened to be a big fan of Nicki Minaj, and our tastes in American films were fairly similar. When we met he was wearing a Captain America T-Shirt, so I knew we’d get along. Adécio found it really important to know an American and asked me a lot of questions about America’s perceptions of Brazil and told me the Brazilian perceptions of the U.S. I didn’t quite have a good answer for him when he asked what Americans thought of Brazilian other than that Americans are quite self-centered and do not think much about other places. I couldn’t think of what our country thinks of Brazil other than Rio, supermodels, and waxing. Honestly, I hadn’t spent much time thinking about Brazil before I was planning to visit.

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Adécio said that taking photos and selfies is very popular in Brazil.

But the country found a fan in me. Though I’ll need to practice my Portuguese before making a return trip. On my last day in SP, I visited the Museu de Arte de São Paulo (MASP), where they were exhibiting works from their collection of Artists from Paris in the 20th century and a large collection of works by Brazilian artists and those who had influenced MASP’s history. There were also several pieces from Picasso, Monet, Manet, and other notable European and American names. The current exhibition stole the show though. “Acervo MASP” is a modern, self-reflective and self-gratifying retrospective of MASP and its history of celebrating Brazilian art. Most of the pieces were modern, fitting for the location in which they were displayed.

My favorite piece I saw by: Maria Auxiliadora Silva Capoeira, 1970 Mixed media on canvas  (their butts and packages had VOLUME)
My favorite piece I saw by:
Maria Auxiliadora Silva
Capoeira, 1970
Mixed media on canvas (their butts and packages had VOLUME)

MASP architecture makes it hard to miss — painted shockingly red and seemingly floating over a park.  As I learned about Brazil’s culture past, below the floor of the building, a demonstration was growing — protesting the decisions of the current administration at a location known for its historical ties to protest, politics, and revolution.

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Agostino Batista de Freitas MASP, 1971

Brazil is a large country, with access to an immense amount of natural resources deriving from Amazon Rain Forrest. I gathered that similar to many places in the world, its citizens are frustrated with the income inequality and are fighting for  their country to provide the infrastructure necessary to sustain its growing population. I went into a mall while I was there and remarked on the crazy number of baby stores.

Being an English-speaker in SP is not easy, though my knowledge of Spanish gave me a slight leg up. The languages are extremely similar in their grammar, syntax and conjugation, but accents and differences between vocabulary left me ignorant of the world around me. Luckily, my new Brazilian amigo and Google Translate on my phone allowed me my limited participation in the world around me.

São Paulo is beautiful and hilly. I walked around the city even with its hills and valleys, taking in the diverse architecture and neighborhood vibes as I crossed from my hotel in the Perdizes (a neighbor that reminds me fondly of San Francisco — with a European influence, but its own special uniqueness), toward Avenuda Paulista.

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My experience in São Paulo was one I wouldn’t trade for anything. Being able to travel and work 5,200 miles away in a land many people would only dream of visiting. It’s exhilarating to go to a place that is much different from your home and yet find comfort in similarities, new friends, kind colleagues, and good ol’ hotel hospitality. If I visit again though, I’ll be sure to see a beach before I leave.

Oh and I forgot to mention, this was the view from my hotel’s penthouse deck. They’re heading into Winter folks.

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Tchau tchau for now.

TFW: A São Paulo State of Mind

Things I Did Today to Procrastinate Getting Back to Work After a Week Away From the Good Ol’ Homo Office

-Called my Dad to check-in, discussed quite a few aspects of our lives we are either happy with or dissatisfied with, tell him I love him (he sent me pictures of the yard at home and it looked great — he was happy with it)

-G chatted my best friend most of the day discussing where our futures were going and you know, is it all worth it?

-Went to the grocery store so I could have my second iced coffee of the day

-Took a break to catch up on Tumblr while laying down, followed by Twitter and Facebook

-Kept drinking water so I would have to keep getting up to get more water

-Google image searched pictures of Storm from X-Men with a mohawk (this is research for my future as well)

-Used half a pad of Post Its to create a motivational/inspiration word wall above my monitor, rearranged them

-Made a mid-afternoon smoothie

-Finally paid for my next woodworking class I’m taking starting next week at the Chicago School of Woodworking

Things I did not do today to procrastinate:

-Go to the gym

Well, there’s always tomorrow.

Things I Did Today to Procrastinate Getting Back to Work After a Week Away From the Good Ol’ Homo Office

Work From Homo

All right, Michael, it’s finally happening. My loving husband has taken to throwing me shade for how much time I spend talking about starting my blog at home. Because I’ve pretty much been talking about it non-stop for years, coming up with all of the best ideas and never following through.

Here are some of the amazing blog ideas I’ve had:

-Best Friends with Benefits – A blog I had Michael convinced for a few days he was going to start with me where we wrote reviews of board games, video games, and other nerdy things like our Sonicare Airfloss that his brother bought us for Christmas one year. God that would have been cute though, right? Look at us:

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-The Fresh 20-Somethings – For over two years, Michael and I were dedicated subscribers to theFresh20, a recipe subscription service that plans your shopping list with recipes for 5 dinners every week. On average I would say we cooked between 2 and 3 of those meals a week for the full two years — with many weeks cooking 4 of the recipes. Before we started the vegetarian subscription, I was a meat eater, but by eating great vegetarian dishes day in and day out, prepared by me (well, honestly, usually for me) at home, it was easy to give up eating cow, pig, chicken, turkey and other land animals. My reasons are mostly environmental and political and really, it just seems kind of gross to grind up the meat of a living thing to make food, but I also am well aware that it is crazy delicious. The Fresh 20 was an amazing way that Michael and learned to cook using seasonal vegetables and trying new things without really having to think about it. We prepared Kohlrabi, Eggplant, Rissoto, Polenta, countless soups, salads and preparations of my favorite root: the potato.

JPBxM3 was a blog using our initials where I would have written and blogged about our wedding planning process in 2013 and 2014  (we were married on July 12 of last year). This was a real missed opportunity. As a queer person, I am critical of the institution of marriage and the privilege it offers many people who partake in the tradition. The history of marriage is a complicated one, though in many cultures it has persevered as a signifier of love and commitment and family. It’s about taking care of one another. Civil marriage was created to signify ownership of a woman by a man, often decided by neither party, but by their family. Marriage has undergone radical change in this country and around the world as the woman’s rights and civil rights movements have fought to attain personhood in the face of adversity. Just over a year ago it was not legal for me to marry my partner in Illinois, though just six months after it became legal, we married each other in front of all of our friends and family here in our hometown of Chicago. Still the scales of justice are not balanced as the Supreme Court is set to give legal same-sex unions to our entire country, civil marriage continues to benefit those who participate and leave behind those who don’t — those who are their own sole support, those who take care of others, and those whose families do not fit the societal nuclear family standard, which has been adapted to include same-sex couples. Even while believing all these things, I don’t think it’s hypocritical for me to have wanted the wedding I had. Marriage is also about love, friendship and family, three of the things i value most in the world. We set out with a simple goal, throw ourselves a party, make sure there’s a lot of love, good food, dancing and beer. We planned the entire event ourselves, without professional help, but with a lot of support in the form of time and money from our best friends and relatives.  It was a spectacular event, something that changed my life forever. You can read the article I wrote for A Practical Wedding about our big day here. Planning a gay wedding was definitely an interesting experience, being constantly confronted with other’s ideas about marriage and gender. I think we did a good job of keeping the planning process stress-free and yeah, the blog would have been pretty darn cute.

Wood Werk – This was going to be a blog where I chronicled the two woodworking classes I took last year while my hubby was at a web dev bootcamp in Ohio (or as I liked to call it, Computer Camp). The class was from the Chicago School of Woodworking, a neighborhood studio where I made a picture from and this Arts & Crafts style table. My instructors were challenged with essentially teaching 20 newbies how to use hand tools as well as electric saws, planers, jointers, sanders and smoothers. The Chicago School of Woodworking is a real Chicago gem and I highly recommend that anyone interested look into taking classes there. Though I haven’t decided yet, I’m thinking about taking the third of three furniture making classes there this summer, which would start in a few short weeks.

Homo Where The Heart Is was a blog where I chronicle the exciting life of a queer 20-something market researcher living a relatively privileged life in chicago, falling in love, buying furniture, cooking vegetarian, drinking lots of craft beer and playing tons of board games.

Finally, I’ve decided to shut up about writing a blog and get to writing. So here am I — forcing myself to channel my creativity into actual writing instead of just thinking up ideas about writing. One of the best Christmas presents I ever received was a pen box that had a quote from acclaimed American writer and fellow champagne-enthusiast Ernest Hemingway: “A writer must write what he has to say, not speak it.” So if I am the writer that I think I am, I will do exactly that.

Work From Homo will be a blog featuring many of the ideas I had above, with the added layer that I am now working full time from home (and also traveling for work) as a Director for a technology-based market research start up. The first thing people say when they hear I work from home is that I’m lucky and that they would love to do that, but working from home has it’s challenges. To keep a balance between work and life can be tough when there’s always more work to be done at a start up. I could work 15 hours a day for six weeks and never feel caught up. Self-motivation has never been one of my strong suits – so I challenge myself to focus and deliver on work-related tasks, even when not faced with the tight deadlines that I thrive under.

I hope to use this blog as a place to vent, to experiment and most of all to have fun and fall back in love with writing… all while working from homo.

Work From Homo