My kind of town, Pittsburgh is....
If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere....yup, I'm talking about Pittsburgh again.
Pittsburgh, PA.
Steel City U.S.A.
Steeler Nation.
Pittsburgh is where I got my first real grown up job. It's where I got my first real grown up apartment. It's where I fell in love with my husband and father of my four children. Pittsburgh is home base for my extended family.
Pittsburgh means a whole hell of a lot to me.
And people, Pittsburgh is totally f&#*ing cooler than you think.
It is a small town with a big city attitude. Great restaurants, neighborhood bars, amazing museums, a mini subway and transit system. Sports teams that don't suck. A skyline that will kick any big city's ass. An accent that no one has ever heard of and few can mimic, right yinzers?
Everyone knows someone from Pittsburgh. Think about it. Sure that means that there has been a mass exodus (including me) over the years, but we come back or we follow the Steelers at the local Steeler bar or we wear our black and gold or we talk about the three rivers or at the very least we mention the Michael Chabon book "Mysteries of Pittsburgh," or even "Wonder Boys."
Pittsburgh is the coolest city in the midwest. Chicago has nothing on the Burgh. For real.
And again, I am totally biased because I am personally invested.
Last night, my date night in Pittsburgh was magical.
My husband and I strolled along South Side remembering the bars we used to go to a million years ago when we were dating. We had an amazing dinner at a place we never could've afforded a million years ago (and still couldn't if it weren't for my brother's generosity in covering the bill as a Christmas gift). Then we stopped at Starbucks for a mid-evening coffee so we could stay awake to go home and put our four children to bed. Four kids--that's something else we never could've dreamed of a million years ago.
A million years ago, we were young dreamers (and heavy drinkers) who spent nights out talking about the places we would go and the things we would do. Last night, we were older dreamers (who can't handle their alcohol) talking about what we wanted our kids to have and the places we wanted to take them and show them.
The skyline was still picture perfect and we're still dreaming. Sure Jay Z and Alicia Keys haven't sung a song about it, but Pittsburgh is some kind of magic.
This year has been pretty crazy. One of my top moments is creating this blog. Sharing my parenting journey. My crazy mother. Sharing my reality.
And shit, it has been so fun writing, drinking wine and dancing in front of my computer every night. It is a time I look forward to all day.
Thank you for reading and making writing this blog one of my top moments of 2011.
Me and the blog...this is a random blog,wine,dance night from this past summer.
If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere....yup, I'm talking about Pittsburgh again.
Pittsburgh, PA.
Steel City U.S.A.
Steeler Nation.
Pittsburgh is where I got my first real grown up job. It's where I got my first real grown up apartment. It's where I fell in love with my husband and father of my four children. Pittsburgh is home base for my extended family.
Pittsburgh means a whole hell of a lot to me.
And people, Pittsburgh is totally f&#*ing cooler than you think.
It is a small town with a big city attitude. Great restaurants, neighborhood bars, amazing museums, a mini subway and transit system. Sports teams that don't suck. A skyline that will kick any big city's ass. An accent that no one has ever heard of and few can mimic, right yinzers?
Everyone knows someone from Pittsburgh. Think about it. Sure that means that there has been a mass exodus (including me) over the years, but we come back or we follow the Steelers at the local Steeler bar or we wear our black and gold or we talk about the three rivers or at the very least we mention the Michael Chabon book "Mysteries of Pittsburgh," or even "Wonder Boys."
Pittsburgh is the coolest city in the midwest. Chicago has nothing on the Burgh. For real.
And again, I am totally biased because I am personally invested.
Last night, my date night in Pittsburgh was magical.
My husband and I strolled along South Side remembering the bars we used to go to a million years ago when we were dating. We had an amazing dinner at a place we never could've afforded a million years ago (and still couldn't if it weren't for my brother's generosity in covering the bill as a Christmas gift). Then we stopped at Starbucks for a mid-evening coffee so we could stay awake to go home and put our four children to bed. Four kids--that's something else we never could've dreamed of a million years ago.
A million years ago, we were young dreamers (and heavy drinkers) who spent nights out talking about the places we would go and the things we would do. Last night, we were older dreamers (who can't handle their alcohol) talking about what we wanted our kids to have and the places we wanted to take them and show them.
The skyline was still picture perfect and we're still dreaming. Sure Jay Z and Alicia Keys haven't sung a song about it, but Pittsburgh is some kind of magic.
This year has been pretty crazy. One of my top moments is creating this blog. Sharing my parenting journey. My crazy mother. Sharing my reality.
And shit, it has been so fun writing, drinking wine and dancing in front of my computer every night. It is a time I look forward to all day.
Thank you for reading and making writing this blog one of my top moments of 2011.
Me and the blog...this is a random blog,wine,dance night from this past summer.
You seem like a fun gal who really enjoys her life. Cheers!!!
ReplyDeleteI try to enjoy life for sure! Thanks for the comment anonymous. I have been quoting you to my husband when he thinks I am to negative. Thanks for reading!
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