I made it back to Chicago a couple weeks ago. After our Christmas travelling debacle I figured some more time was needed! So I headed out the last week of January, during a freak cold spell my parents blame on Alaska. (Just teasing mom!) Don't worry though, the weather warmed up a bit to a balmy 20-30 degrees. When this happens in Chicago, icicles fall off all the buildings downtown and pose a certain risk of death by icicle impailment. Hence the falling ice signs. But do they really need to put the arrows pointing up?! Where else would it be falling from? Come on, that's a dumb sign. We should be trying to save money during these hard times, not making dumb signs.
And here is my lovely lovely mom the night we went downtown, braved all the falling icicles, and went to see Wicked. It was great!! We went to a fun little wine bar before the show. Look- my mom has three glasses of wine lined up in front of her!! Now that's my little party girl.
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