Windy City

As always, Chicago never fails me.  I love this city.  I love the feel of a small town, but I could see myself living in a condo in the midst of it all.  I love the lights, noise, the fact I really would not need a car, and I could do something at any given time.  Granted, I realize this is only a wish at this point as I would never put M & B in the midst of city chaos.  I like the suburbia lifestyle for them.  So, maybe in my next life I will be some sassy gal walking the streets of the city with the crowds enjoying the high rises.

We started our weekend at our favorite Italian Joint, Bucca De Beppe -- we love the family style dining and old world charm of this place.  Not to mention the food is wonderful.  1 White Russian for Dave during dinner and he was ready to see the sites.  We wonder around a bit until we hit the Red Head Piano bar.  Maybe in my next life in the city, I will come back as the chic that sang with the bluesy voice here.  She was amazing and sassy.  I instantly wanted to be friends with her.  A few more drinks for Dave and I think he would have made that happen.  Or tried to steal her gig.  Around 12:30 we call it a night, and I walk-- Dave staggers to the hotel.

We get to the hotel and low and behold I have another sussey waiting for me in the room.  Not from Dave, but from a friend of ours in Michigan who works for a travel agency.  She called the hotel and had 2 waters, red bull & Orange Juice (Dave's drink of choice), and a selection of snacks put in our room with a nice little card that read enjoy your weekend Harts.  Thoughtfulness from others overwhelms me.  I am a big fan of paying it forward.

Saturday due to the fact it was freezing with snowfall after doing a little shopping, we decided to take in a movie.  Hall Pass...disturbing yet one of the funniest movies I have watched in a while.  Not for the weak at heart, as there are some pretty disgusting scenes, but we laughed.  Afterwards we visited our friend "Big John"..once you have been in the Hancock bldg you have the privilege to refer to it as that...the lady in the elevator told me so.  It was cloudy, but if you pressed your face close enough to the glass you could see that you were pretty high up and if something were to crash into this there would be no chance for survival.  I can thank Dave for taking my thought process there as he was quick to point that out.  We ended the night with dinner at Hugo Frogs.  Food was delicious and the company was even better, especially after the chattiness started after the second White Russian. 

Dave definitely gets the sussey of 2011 award for this trip.  We had a blast and he only almost got us killed once on the way home when he pulled out in front of a mini van.   I should also point out, he has yet to go into the laundry room since our early morning confrontation.