Thursday, June 25, 2009

10 things--chicago (+ wrigley field)

I don't want you to think that Chicago was all bad. It really wasn't. It was my first time there outside of the airport. I would definitely like to visit again.
  1. Getting picked up and dropped off at the airport. Yea!

  2. A late dinner outside of a little bar on Thursday night.

  3. The absolutely fantastic B&B. It's a great brownstone in a nice neighborhood. On the inside it's very sleek and IKEA. In addition to the rooms, there was a nice living room area and a kitchen that was open to everyone. You didn't have folks doting on you...groceries just magically appeared in the kitchen and you could help yourself. You could even cook if you wanted to.

  4. It was also nice chatting with some of the folks who were staying in the B&B--including rhythm gymnasts and Canadians.

  5. Really good thunderstorms. And actually being inside during a few of them. Ahhh, cuddling.

  6. I kind of like figuring out the mass transit systems in different cities. This stuff stressed me out a lot more the first few times I had to do it but now it's kind of fun.

  7. Interesting mass transit experiences: Seeing a middle aged man on the subway carrying, among other things, two batons. Like the kind I twirled in high school. Oh, why didn't I ask him why he was carrying them? Also? Random live music on one of the platforms.

  8. The oh-so-good food that was available (I'll try not to dwell on the fact that my digestive system wouldn't let me eat all that I wanted to.)

  9. Hanging with the future in-laws. Seeing the FSIL's milestone. Hearing lots of stories about little Fiance and FSIL. Awww...

  10. Frank Lloyd Wright architecture. I love seeing it. Oak Park is the area in which he lived while in Chicago with his wife and family. He built several houses for families and they are still occupied. I mean, really. "Hi, I live in a house built by Frank Lloyd Wright." Crazy. He ended up taking a mistress from one of those houses and they seemed to have an interesting life together for many years until hers ended tragically. Read "Loving Frank." It's technically fiction but is pieced together from what facts are known. Don't say I didn't warn you about the ending. But, really, this is the kind of history I love. The kind you can stand in front of and touch. Kind of like...

  11. Wrigley Field. (I know, a #11!)


Wrigley Field. It's kind of a big one (as in important, historical).

Oh, my. Well, you've already heard that it was a bit of a struggle to even make it through all the storms and flooding to get there. And that our jeans and shoes and socks were soaked. And that it wasn't raining AT ALL once we arrived.

We still had about an hour of rain delay before the game actually started. The Fiance scored a Cubs cap (while I wore his Astros one). And then we got some snacks. He got Buffalo fries--fries with blue cheese crumbles and wing sauce. YUM. And I got a dog with cheese and grilled onions. Man, those onions were good; the whole place smelled like them when you walked in. Before we left, we also got a helmet ice cream for the road. It was quite refreshing as the day had warmed up nicely. And now I have multiple tiny helmets from various stadiums.

Our seats were pretty high near-ish the foul pole on the 1st base line. Hey, tickets are harder to come by there. But we had a good view and weren't crowded with folks. It was funny how most of the fans must have waited out the rain delay in the nearby bars. Once the game was on, the place filled up quickly.

And I have to confess, due to our brief stay in Chicago and that I was shockingly sunburned about 5 seconds after the sun came out and that we were dressed for the previously cooler weather, we left at the 7th inning stretch. The Cubs were down by 6. They came back to beat the Indians by 1 in the 10th. Oh, well. It was nice to see the ivy and all the adjacent rooftop game-watching places.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

happy blogoversary to me

Ah, how quickly 3 years passes...

Monday, June 22, 2009

you know what's fun?

Trying to get to a mass transit station during a torrential thunderstorm. With street flooding. And having to duck under someone's porch to hopefully let the rain stop only to carry on and find even worse flooding still between you and said station. And strategically using some stranger's parked Vespa to aid in the puddle jumping. And finally just deciding that you'd probably be happier in the long run if you just took off your shoes and socks and waded through the water on the Chicago streets barefooted.

Also, getting to the ballpark to find that there's a rain delay for about another hour even though it has now completely stopped raining.

Trying to get deep-dish pizza--hello, it's Chicago--later that night and the rain starts again. And the restaurant is packed and it didn't matter that you called ahead and all the other folks waiting are crammed inside because, again, it's raining.

So you've made it through the long day. You've gotten wet and dried and wet again. You saw some baseball and some Frank Lloyd Wright architecture and had pizza. You're on the way back to the subway and you get bad poo. And then you get on the subway and feel like you need a potty break again. You get off, you potty. You catch a cab, you stop him so you can break for the potty for yet a third time (in a Vietnamese place which could not smell less appetizing). You finally make it back to the bed and breakfast where, of course, you no longer feel the need to run to the bathroom every five minutes.

Chicago. Good times...

You make it home around noon. You wake up before 5am this morning to get back to the airport for a day trip to Dallas. You get there, get a rental car, get almost to your site and they call to tell you not to come. Huh. Too late. Well, you don't really want to go because they tell you no one will be in the office because the air conditioning went out over the weekend and it is literally 100 degrees in there. At 9am. So just a quick trip to Dallas and back home by noon.

Oddly, not in a terrible mood...

(Also? 47 days till the wedding. Eeek!)

Thursday, June 18, 2009

windy city

Custom Baseball Jersey -

We'll be there. Till, um, then.

A little leisure time but mostly celebrating the FSIL's graduation. Congrats!

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

a little comedic break

Oh, my. Work is easing up about the time that wedding planning is kicking into high gear. I'll post pictures of the invitations soon. Everyone should have received them. We've even gotten some RSVPs already. And two gifts! Fun!

Here's a little something to make you laugh and/or creep you out. It does both for me... It also makes The Fiance and me sing crazy things followed by, "Is that bad?" It usually is but also makes us giggle. And that's hardly ever bad.

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

life-work balance

Just taking a break from work to post this. I don't know if anyone else has watched these little clips, but they're really insightful. Granted, I'm obviously not a mother but I still struggle (sometimes immensely) with this alleged balance. Thank you, lady at the end, for saying that no one can do it perfectly.

Ok, back to work for another hour and fifteen minutes before a dinner break.

(In other news, apparently the mail works both ways. First wedding gift arrived today.)


They're in the hands of the USPS. Lots of brides on the blogs I read talk about getting the post office to hand cancel the envelopes. Or some of the brides convince the postal workers to let them do it themselves. This allegedly is easier on the envelopes than the normal machine they get put through. Some people have said their envelopes ended up in a machine anyway. I thought I'd at least ask since so many hours went into assembling them but today? When I took them in? I just dropped them off. I'm in a very "f- it" mood, apparently beyond caring that the invitations will likely not make it to their destinations in pristine condition.

I'll share pictures when enough time has passed for people to have received them. You know, after I take new pictures since all of mine are gone. So I guess just to humor me, let me know what yours looks like when you get it. Run over by a truck? Left in a rainstorm? Whatever. I can take it.

Monday, June 01, 2009

roller coaster

It was some weekend. Good heavens, people. So, yeah, we knew that May was going to be tough. Work had me running around like the proverbial headless chicken. I thought all that would end two Fridays ago but some deadlines have gotten pushed back to this Friday. That's left some lingering frantic emails and phone calls that have gotten me even further behind. Not terribly unexpected that I have been running just below the threshold of some sort of breakdown.

Even though I was in the office on Friday, it still wasn't starting off well. I can't even remember what problems there were with work... But I was on a conference call that was going on and on and I was multitasking. I won't lie. It wasn't even work-related. I was trying to finish up the map that will be a wedding invitation insert. My not-even-2-year-old Mac just froze. And then would not restart. I tried the few online trouble shooting suggestions and then went to the Apple store. Now, I know you should back up everything you have but for some reason the newness of the computer, the fact that it's a Mac, and that I've never had any problems with it led me to disaster basically. I had nothing backed up unless it was so old that it was on my previous computer. The hard drive was dead. They replaced it (and for free since I luckily got the extended service plan) but were not able to recover anything on my old drive. As of right now, I have lost almost all of the photos I've taken in the last 2 years. Except for two vacations with friends, the pictures published here, and a I few I had emailed to people, I have nothing. Almost all the ones from the entire time I've known The Fiance? Gone. And, of course, that stupid wedding map I spent many hours on.

The Fiance was kind enough to do some research and found a video online that gave us a little hope that maybe we can still recoup the data. We'll see. But that totally pushed me over the edge on Friday. I was just a mess for about 24 hours. Sometimes you need a little time to wallow in the crapiness. So May? You can suck it. Welcome, June.


We did make a lot of wedding progress this weekend. We registered (which was more difficult than I imagined). It's hard for me to ask for things we don't need. Or for things that are pricey. And we worked on that stupid map, addressed all the invitations, and have partially assembled them. Holy moly, I can't believe it's just around the corner...