Chagrin Falls, Ohio

As I sit in my father's living room next to my sister sleeping, after a long night of movie watching, I think I have never wanted to go back to Chicago more in my life. I have spent an entire week in my cute, quite, quaint, small home town of Chagrin Falls Ohio, and noticed things that I have never really seen until now.

I grew up in this town, and it will always forever hold a place in my heart, and for all I know, I will move back here, pop out a few kids, and gossip at the wine bar with my girls in the future.

I recently came home to Chagrin for the election week, because my father was running for Congress. My father has always run for office which requires me to come home every few years to play the "daughter" role. I am forever supportive, but have finally realized, I am forever tired.

I know I mentioned things I noticed. So, lets compare Chicago to Chagrin.

1. In Chagrin Falls my family leaves our cars in the driveway unlocked, with the KEYS in the ignition...In Chicago you pray your car wasn't broken into over night.

2. In Chagrin Falls "Lucky" my father's pure breed Cocker Spanial runs rampent all over the neighborhood playing with the children of the neighborhood....In Chicago, if you don't "curb yor dog" you are an asshole.

3. In Chagrin Falls (Wickliffe) when ordering Crab Legs for a catered event, you revieve a plate of sticks of imitation crab meat!!!...If that happened in Chicago that restaurant would be plastered all over metromix, yelp, The Reader, and not exist as a restaurant in one week.

4. In Chagrin Falls, you walk down the street and everybody knows your name because you went to school with their child, who went to school with your parents, who went to school with thir grandparents...and so on. That just doesn't happen in Chicago.

5. And FINALLY! In Chagrin, you can walk into the local hardware store, and the owner Mr. Shutts still thinks you are going to marry his son Jared, because you were his first "LOVE" at the ripe age of 5. In Chicago, I can barely figure out how to get to the hardware store.

I love Chagrin....but I love Chicago more right now. So I am going home to my lovely crowded, loud, impersonal,modern, busy windy city.

See you in six hours!