Sweet Home Chicago

I am going to try my best to write this even though I am so brain dead and very tired. I just got back from my weekend in Chicago and nothing has changed in the 4 months I have been gone!

It was a great feeling to be back in the city I lived in for 8 years. I walked up and down the street downtown like I owned the place..it was a great feeling to have that confidence back and knowing every little nook and cranny of the city. I still have my fear of revolving doors and chicago is the land of revolving doors! The El still smells like pee and puke and people still run to the train like it is the last one that will run again.

I remembered how to hail a cab but i did forget how to not be scared when you are riding with a cab driver that likes to speed race a big ole bus. I got called out for that one.

I was able to get caught up on the wedding planning for both of my friends. Saw one of them in her wedding gown and went with the other one to try one gowns. Both times I cried.

I saw so many people who are important to me. I feel like I accomplished a lot this weekend. I feel good about making the trip. I did cry so hard saying good bye again.

The best moment of the weekend was late night last night when I was changing into my pj's and my bf was getting the couch ready for me. I brought a tee shirt that I hardly ever wear. it is an orange ohio tee-shirt that I bought two years ago when Cari and I went to athens to visit. I walk out of the room and I see she has the EXACT same teeshirt on. We both took one look at each other and busted out laughing. Neither of us knew we had purchased the same tee-shirt and the factI traveled 3000 miles and brought that same teeshirt was priceless.