Spent some time in the windy city. Greg and Annelise joined us for a couple dinners, a stroll or two down (up) the Miracle Mile saw the fireworks which featured dancing snowmen in 3-D...Hamborger, hamborger, hamborger, no fries...chiips! and my Valentine's Day present was something. Won't disclose as I wouldn't want you all to be GREEN.
Of course there was the part of the adventure where I turned green from the 247 tower stairs to the Tower of Bells after Sunday's service. It was my less than bright suggestion ("TOWER?") and I frankly think I was "hallucinating." I forgot I hate heights, claustrophobic spaces and loud clanging bells all in the same space. Actually, I was only ever once before scared this much! Flashback years ago after my free fall down the water slide on the Tower of Doom. Again I couldn't walk for hours afterward. Everyone said it was great exercise on Sunday. I called it 'a great exorcise.'
Needles to say Ron drove home from Chicago and I decompressed. Got to watch the second half of the Super Bowl. (MJK's team won.) Brought in Crispy Duck and Hot and Sour Soup. Day ended nice enuf.
Guess at this time Meg has probably got a German Driver's license. It is maybe a little early (7:30 a.m. in Deustchland) but I am Blogging so I can make up details, even if the details have no pertinence to the reality of every day living.
Guess it is fine time to go to sleep. Hope tomorrow works out better than today as far as real estate goes. There are some real pin-head sellers out there who do not know about the wor(l)d "recession."
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