there’s no place like home.

I always enjoy time spent in my hometown.

it’s a place of many favorites: my parents, grandparents, friends, & childhood memories.

now I love even more: sharing it with [J]. introducing him to the people & places I grew up with. showing him a part of me pictures don’t justify.

so, I was overjoyed when he told me instead of the “chelsea swap halfway thing” him & my mother enjoy too much ..he was coming for 3 [ish] days, to visit.

I made sure he was neverrr bored.

we had a cookout @ my grandparent’s.

[J] did a little MANual labor: sawing our college beer pong table in half.

[then I made him stop for a photo because his sweat had formed a heart. true]

I was politely asked if I would go through the “I’m not sure I want you” things I left at my parent’s house through my various moves. and happily stumbled upon my old dance attire. [I couldn’t resist ..]

we enjoyed a parade.

with the dog.

and my family.

obviously, we had to stop for some fine festival food.

and then, sadly, to say goodbye to my parents.

[thanks for letting me crash for the week. I loved being home].

until next time iowa … :)


About chelset

Born and raised Iowan ..uprooting my life and moving to the big city. Many adjustments will be made along the way ..but what's life without some risk?
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