August 1st, 2014

a couple days ago, there was a box waiting to be opened on my front porch.

the box read “Bouqs” & i knew immediately what i’d find inside: a beautiful bouquet.

in short, Bouqs didn’t disappoint.

i split the packaged flowers into 3 different vases, fed them their flower food & immediately transformed my house into a bright & happy environment with each vase i placed.

there are currently 28 pink roses displayed in my living room & i couldn’t be more happy about it.

a month ago, I had never heard of Bouqs, and now, I can’t stop raving about them.

these flowers are so pretty & so fresh, i really can’t get enough!

if you’re interested in order a bouquet from Bouqs, click here & use the code: BOUQLOVE for 10% off your first order!

enjoy the beauty! you deserve it!

(disclaimer: Bouqs sent me flowers in exchange for a review—though i did have to pay shipping & handling which seemed a little odd. However, opinions of their overall amazingness are my own!)

July 18th, 2014

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yesterday, i boarded a plane in dallas.

stop being so creepy!" my boss exclaimed as i took a picture of some stowed luggage.

i’m not being creepy, look at this precious luggage tag!" i forced while showing her a picture of the pilot’s bag.

we continued to board the plane feeling good about the pilot in charge— i felt so good about it, i tweeted American Airlines to express my happiness.

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two hours later & a flight with some minor turbulence, we safely landed in indianapolis to the news of Malaysia flight #17.

if you don’t think i was saying my “thank you’s” for getting to point A to B with no complication, you’d be very very wrong.

over the years, my feelings on flying have changed. 

it used to be such an enjoyable experience—i remember my first flight, sitting toward the front of the plane in those two rows of three seats, the ones facing each other. my brothers and i would fight over who could sit backwards, every time.

and now, flying feels different. i look forward to a safe landing and a smooth ride more than i ever have.

yesterday, when i boarded the plane, i had no idea, obviously, how the rest of the day would turn out, but i’m so grateful for Pilot Elvis.

i’ve never had anxiety when it comes to boarding a plane and i know how many flights travel safely from one side of the country to another, but it’s hard not to think about the possibilities that exist.

i hope my child-like memories connected to the luxury of flying remain, but as more uncontrollable tragedies occur, i’ll be sure to wholeheartedly commend those who are able to take me safely from departure to destination.

July 17th, 2014

it was a quick trip to Dallas (technically Arlington), but a great one at that.

Fuel Up to Play 60 participants, both young and old, gathered to share ideas, learn about health and wellness, and hear from some of the greats in both private and public sectors.

being a football geek that i am, one of the most exciting parts was spending 75% of my trip inside of the beautiful AT&T stadium.

we walked around the corridors, followed the same paths as the players & even received a private shuttle back to our hotel at the end of the night—driving through the tunnel just like Tony Romo…or even better, Miles Austin.

there are many perks i’ve discovered over the past almost year, and one of my favorites thus far has been traveling with people i adore to place i never knew i’d visit.

July 16th, 2014

Good morning, Texas!

You better believe I’ll be soaking up every second of this day filled with football, turf, cheerleaders & photo opps with Troy Aikman!

July 7th, 2014

sunday night simplicities. // there’s something highly magical about riding a cruiser in the eighty degree humidity to pick up shipping tape from the local drug store when you have the wind whipping your ponytail to & fro.

June 26th, 2014

yesterday was Emel’s 30th birthday & like any great party planner does, she thought ahead as to how she wanted to celebrate— the Handle Bar.

if you drive around the city often enough, it’s hard not to spot one of the mobile bars, & three months ago, Emel decided to reserve one to ring in the new decade.

surrounded by sorority sisters, work friends & those of us who’ve stolen her from mutual friends, we cruised around the city for the better part of two+ hours. 

it was a balmy summer night spent riding up & down the quaint pockets of the circle city.

we had three coolers filled with adult beverages, a driver who didn’t seem to mind the confused playlist of 90s rap & modern day indie, & enough conversation to make the two hours of pedaling fly by.

(during pit stop #3, we even had a random guest appearance from the Pacer’s beloved mascot, Boomer)

it was a great excuse to explore the city, but an even greater reason to soak up the first week of summer [with the help of beer].

June 10th, 2014

Today, I’m working a booth, talking to health professionals & consumers at a rural health conference.

Yesterday, I was in a national meeting forecasting the next twelve months.

Saturday, I handed out 850 pints of chocolate milk after the Indianapolis women’s half marathon.

The point is, you never know what your day’s gonna look like when promoting dairy goodness.

June 4th, 2014
May 22nd, 2014

In case you’re curious, here are this year’s Indianapolis 500 Drivers’ Milk Preferences.

Sunday’s handoff from Indiana Dairy Farmer to the 98th Winner of the Indianapolis 500 will be a big moment in my work life, so the release of the drivers’ preferences is an equally big deal.

Today the list went live and we’ve been sharing them with the world ever since.

Please feel free to do the same!

#winnersdrinkmilk

May 15th, 2014

The 1st time I went to the track was during the off-season in 1993.

I was in 3rd grade & recently transplanted from California.

For the better part of the past 21 years, all I’ve heard is, “You have to go to the race!

This year, thanks to Indiana’s Dairy Farmers, not only will I finally be sitting in the stands on race day, I’ll be spending 4 of the next 10 days at the track.

Today, I walked the pits while the guys (& Pippa!) set out for practice laps & I’m starting to understand the passion.

The Indianapolis Motor Speedway is a place like none other & I’m so glad it’s in my backyard.

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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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