lucky at lucky fest

On multiple occasions, my friends have visited my parents’ home (especially at 100 Willow) and were baffled because the house was locked. Growing up, we operated with a revolving door, where it was a rare occasion that just our little (or not so little?) family of seven was home.

This weekend I experienced why my mom loved having this kind of home. Friday night, Katie and Sara arrived. In addition, my cousin and his two friends were driving through Atlanta, en route to Fort Lauderdale. Roomie Katie’s boyfriend was also in town with his puppy. Which means where were four girls, four boys and two dogs shacking up in our humble abode. And I loved it! Did we have any food left Saturday morning? No. Was every blanket, bed, couch and floor space in use? Yessir. It was the best slumber party ever!

The rest of the weekend continued with a stream of happiness. Katie and Sara and I went to an estate sale Saturday morning, where my roommate Katie found a new kitchen table (whoop!). 

We then walked to Pier 1, where we found a new rug for the kitchen, too. If you saw three girls walking 1.5 miles down Monroe with a rug in tow, it was us. I’m ashamed to admit that my arms were sore the next day.

After that, we went to Lucky Fest and a cookout, where we basked in the goodness of the weather and being together. Katie somehow managed to get us on stage to sing with the band. The exact sequence of events as to how this happened is kind of a blur, but I’m sure the video will go viral before we know it… :) 


My only complaint from the weekend is that it was too short, especially since we lost that hour Saturday night. Looks like we better plan another visit soon. Oh! I love my fraynds!

A toast to 100 Willow Rd.

I've been trying, for days, to come up with some sort of metaphor or comparison. But I've found that nothing does it justice.

Nothing can describe the way it looks as you turn on to Maple and catch a glimpse of it on a summer day - sun shining, grass bright green.

Nothing can describe the way it feels to come home after a week in Sandestin and to inhale the familiar scent for the first time.

Or the way the backyard brought us so much joy, with room to run and two strong Maple trees to climb.

Or the way the Mulberry bush was kind of scary, but also the best place to play house.

Or the way the kitchen feels during a family party - so full of energy and excitement.

Or the memories of waking up on Christmas morning and sitting at the top of the landing, dying to peek around the corner.

Or how fun it was when it was under construction and we played nighttime hide and seek in the frame.

Or how nice it feels to eat lunch by the pool while listening to the crazy golfers.

Or what a treat it was to walk to McKamey's all by ourselves to get a milkshake.

Or how full our hearts feel as we all sit around the bar in the kitchen, laughing and talking for hours. Happy to be together...

100 Willow has certainly brought us endless joy over the last 46 years. And as we hand over the keys this evening, it will undoubtedly be the end of an era.

But as we begin our new adventure, we will take these memories with us. After all, as much as we love 100 Willow (with all of our hearts), it's just a house. With new memories we'll make Horseguard Close our home.

PS. Some new Zionsvillian is going to be so lucky to get 873.5665!