Okay lame joke, I know…but I couldn’t resist.
Snazzy and Geisha are my uncles’ cats. I want to say that they are Persians, but don’t look like Persians. All I know is that they have long white fur that automatically attaches to all my black clothing.
I am allergic to cats, but I was able to co-habitate with them this past weekend. Yes, S + I made our (almost) annual trek out to the windy city. We arrived Thursday afternoon and after we had settled in, we walked along Damen to grab a lite snack before dinner at Cafe DeLucca. Then, we had an overly filling dinner with my family Thursday night at Rushmore.
Friday, S, my mom and I had a lite brunch at Toast then treated ourselves to mani and pedis at a new nail place that had opened down the street. After picking up his tux and making a pit stop at Best Buy (to buy a game for S’ new PSP), we headed out to Armitage street for window shopping. Though the Botkier bag was calling my name, I could not justify the price. Plus, with my husband standing nearby – I find it a lot harder to spend money. ;o) As soon as we returned to home base, we were out again walking to the Blue Line to meet Nick for afterwork drinks downtown. We chatted with him over a few beers at Rivers – apparent to me a favorite after-work hot spot for the young urbanites that work downtown – yes, it was right on the river. After we left Nick, we wandered (but not too far) around Halsted street before yet another family dinner at Red Light.
Saturday, the day of the AFC Gala, S & I spent the early afternoon on the Magnificent Mile. We started at Wow Bao – stick with the bbq pork buns, no need to stray from the original. We ventured into the usual suspects: Victoria’s Secret, Banana Republic, Express for Men, Starbucks, Neiman Marcus, Coach, Borders and came out with a few pressies for me and for others. (S couldn’t find any sunglasses or clothes that caught his fancy.)
So, the AFC Gala, if paying the large amount for the dinner isn’t fundraiser enough, there’s also silent auctions going on. We placed bids on a sterling silver Tiffany bracelet, a painting, and a trip to Puerto Rico. We lost all of them, sadly. Perhaps next time. The entertainment this year were The Pointer Sisters – how fun was that?! (Well, just don’t ask S – he doesn’t relate to ’80s pop so well.) :op
Sunday, we spent the bulk of the day with Nick, Brenda and Collin, their 3-year old son. We walked the promenade at Navy Pier, ate lunch at Charlie’s and watched Collin hold on for dear life whilst riding the carrousel. We then headed to Millennium Park to get feet wet and snack on ice cream. I was quite impressed with Collin as he was able to name most, if not all, of the dinosaurs in his bag. We’re not talking simply Stegosaurus, T-Rex and Brontosaurus – he was calling out some that I’d never heard of! He’s quite the singer too! This land is my land, this land is your land…was the choice of the day.
Sunday night, I prepared a Mother’s Day dinner feast: Roasted Pork Loin with a fig and port sauce, roasted potatoes with rosemary and garlic, green beans and creme brulee for dessert.
Another fabulous weekend in Chicago! If it weren’t for those winters…
(Sorry, no pictures this time around!)