August 17th, 2014
on Wednesday of this past week, my parents celebrated 37 years of marriage! 
that’s thirty seven f***ing years!
as i’m quickly approaching my 30th birthday, i’ve been thinking about how much can occur in  30 year time span, and to think they’ve done that plus 7…pretty incredible.
my parents are two of my most favorite people and i am so grateful for their example. 

on Wednesday of this past week, my parents celebrated 37 years of marriage!

that’s thirty seven f***ing years!

as i’m quickly approaching my 30th birthday, i’ve been thinking about how much can occur in  30 year time span, and to think they’ve done that plus 7…pretty incredible.

my parents are two of my most favorite people and i am so grateful for their example. 

August 13th, 2014

After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
I heard the announcement:
If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
Please come to the gate immediately.

Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
Did this.

I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
Sho bit se-wee?

The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
She stopped crying.

She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,

Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
Would ride next to her—Southwest.

She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.

Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
Found out of course they had ten shared friends.

Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.

She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering

She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
And was offering them to all the women at the gate.

To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.

And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.

And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,

With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.

And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
—has seemed apprehensive about any other person.

They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
This can still happen anywhere.

Not everything is lost.

Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.”

(Source: oliviacirce)

Reblogged from Um, can you not?
August 12th, 2014

daily outfit: the “back in work clothes" edition.

this is the first time i’ve been grilled-cheese scent free since August 1st.

there’s no doubt the state fair has taken over my month, but the good news is, every bit of it has been fun— even the scent of grease that has somehow lingered back to the office.

slipping into something besides jeans and a t-shirt feels really good.

(clean hair & dirt-free clothes also feels really good)

life’s all about the simple pleasures and today, i’m just thankful some of them include detergent, soap & fresh air.

August 11th, 2014
When someone spends many decades wrestling with demons, their legacy is the life they made during those struggles & not just their final act.
August 11th, 2014
breaks my heart.

breaks my heart.

(Source: buzzfeed)

Reblogged from Oh, ya know.
August 5th, 2014

when the Food Network comes a’knockin’ you do whatever needs to be done to accommodate their schedule.

an email while we were down in texas led to a few phone calls shortly followed by a film date.

after their crew visited the Dairy Bar last night, they started filming bright & early this morning (6 am call time).

it’s amazing what you’ll discover on fair grounds that early in the morning, let alone what you’ll experience inside a tv filming shortly thereafter.

the crew for the Food Network’s new series, “Carnival Eats” was as kind as they could be.

they had heard about our new Colossal Grilled Cheese (sourdough, 2 slices american cheese, 4 mozzarella sticks, 2 slices american cheese, sourdough) & requested we do one better…

so we did!

this morning, they filmed our Colossal Grilled Cheese 2.0 (sourdough, 3 slices pepperjack, 4 mozzarella sticks, 3 slices colby, sourdough, 3 slices american, 4 mozzarella sticks, 3 slices swiss, sourdough)!

it was a great way to wake up— the smell of grilled cheese dipped in marinara!

oh baby, oh baby.

(photos via INDairy & me )

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August 5th, 2014

this little girl’s boyfriend (my father) is currently in brazil.

while he’s away, she spends her free time (that typically following him around the house) soaking up all the vitamin d she can find.

such an ornery girl.

August 5th, 2014

The Indiana State Fair officially opened on Friday, August 1st, which means my workouts have picked up as have my cravings for grilled cheese & milkshakes.

Until August 17th, my time will be split between the office & the fairgrounds.

I can’t complain.

After touring the fair grounds with the girls on Friday, I’m pretty sure there’s enough people watching, calorie consuming & animal admiring that I could easily stay for all 17 days.

However, there’s something about the August heat mixed with the scent of fried food that will probably lead me to an escape by the 10th.

Stay tuned…

August 5th, 2014

for years, we’ve listened to Bob & Tom.

based in Indianapolis, this dynamic duo has ruled the airwaves (locally & nationally) in the name of talk radio.

(side note: about a year ago, our beloved Colts player Pat McAfee joined their crew, too!)

i remember being a little kiddo, riding in the back of my family’s mini van & looking forward to spotting the Bob & Tom billboard on the side of 465. it clearly didn’t take much to keep me entertained, but the point is, their signature look stuck with me.

who would’ve thought that years later, i’d be showing up at their studio promoting the State Fair’s Dairy Bar with milkshakes & grilled cheese (a “Big Cheese McGee" at that!)?

alongside my boss Jenni, i spent a few hours of my day marveling at the set-up & listening to their humor.

it was such a great experience and judging by the number of employees stopping by the green room, i think they all enjoyed their dairy goods!

(milkshake pic courtesy of Jeff Kuhn)

August 5th, 2014

if there’s one thing i’ll never take for granted, it’s the fact that i live in this city.

(picture taken last week while handing out milk to those donating can goods for Elanco’s hunger campaign)

Hi! I'm Brooke. Indianapolis is my home & I welcome you to my little nook. I'm a twenty-something girl who was born in the land of corn (Okl.), attended undergrad in the true Sea of Red (Neb.), & eventually found her way back home again after picking up a couple letters behind her name (Kan.) while clinging to an adorable Maltipoo named Bentley. Thank you for stopping by & please feel free to leave a comment (or ask a question) under the "Be Kind" tab at the top... xo, B
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