Archive for August 11, 2008

The Windy City

I love Chicago. 

Often, I daydream about winning the lottery and buying a condo downtown. 

That would be very nice. 

I would like that a lot.

 

E and I met my sister and her kids in Chicago on Saturday.  Ris was supposed to go, but she’s grounded…again.  She, apparently, thinks she is above the law – the law being me.  When I left her with my mother to listen to people singing about Jesus being God all day, she realized she is, in fact, not above the law – at least I would hope she realized it after that, along with me removing her bedroom door, grounding her until the end of September, and taking her cell phone away and giving it to E since he’s more responsible with it.  But hey, I wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t come to this realization though…she is, after all, a teenager.  We are going back next month to the Museum of S&I.  Hopefully, she will have her head out of her ass by then so she can come with us.

 

So anyway, E and I went to Chicago.  We had never been anywhere, just the two of us, and I’m glad we had the opportunity to do so.  And what better place to spend time with someone you love than in Chicago?  (Or Disney World, but that’s a different story.)  Did I mention that I love Chicago?   Or that I get all giddy every time I get on the Dan Ryan and can see downtown, with all of its buildings and seeming mass confusion, right in front of me?  So now, E loves Chicago, too.  He didn’t particularly like being stopped for all the traffic/road construction, and I can’t say that I really enjoy that part of it either.  I really don’t mind driving in Chicago though, but I like DRIVING in Chicago, not sitting on the interstate in Chicago.  At least he was able to sleep for a while so I didn’t have to listen to him complaining about it.  :-)

 

Across the street from the Field, there is a Children’s Garden which has a replica of the moon that is about three feet in diameter.  E sat on it, and I took a picture.  He was very enthralled with it…especially since I am reading him The Little Prince before bed.  It was neat to him to pretend he lived on his very own planet, too.

 

Anyway…have I mentioned that I love Chicago?