Well, with all the good tidings, prayers, and waves of goodbye, we landing safely in Chicago. Can I just say it is farking COLD!!! Twenty eight degrees today. I know, some of you live in this (or colder) all the time, but seriously, how the hell do you do it? If I had to remove my coat, scarf and gloves one more time, I was gonna scream! And what is up with the heat being on so hot that it feels like I went from the freezer straight into hell? No wonder you people are always sick. Hot - cold - hot - cold - cold - colder -farking frozen.
I am sooooooo looking forward to tomorrow's high of 11. Woooohooooo. I think I'll stay in and take a massage. But, please, oh please, can I have some Sawyer look-a-like to rub my back? With my luck, I'll get a "Susan" massage creep.
Tonight we had a nice dinner at a strange little latin fusion type restaurant and it was very hip and cool. It had some strange marionette art on the wall. Oh, I wish I had my camera. It was very, very strange.
And then..... we saw........ ♪WICKED♫! I ♥ heart ♥ me some Wicked. I think I may even "puffy heart" it. (puffy heart is a trademark of Candid Carrie)