2010

I realize this post is a little premature for the new year, but we will be traveling, so I thought I would get this over with sooner than later.
Are you all ready for the new year? I think we are ready for a little adventure. We are excited for 2010 because:

We are expecting in April. It's a boy!
Bill graduates in June!
Bill takes the bar in July.
We move to Washington DC.
Bill starts a real job in the fall.

Could we have planned anymore life changing events for this next year? In hind sight, I don't think this could have worked out any better.


*of course hind sight is always 20/20.

Me and Finals

Guess what time it is? It finals time, and it's my birthday. Boo on the finals. Hurray for being old. Anyway, we were able to leave the books at home for a bit and meet my dad for dinner, who was in town for meetings. Good thing I'm making my birthday last for at least a week to make up for it's bad timing. Here's to being another year older, and the last year I have to share my day with finals!

Bill, me*, Dad.

*birthday girls aren't supposed to have such atrocious hair. I blame it on the finals.

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I walked into the bookstore on campus today and there was a huge line and it smelled like hair. Do you know why? Rod Bl@g0jevich was doing a book signing. I tried to get a closer look at his hair but he had a ton of media and a security detail surrounding him. What I saw though, was intense.

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. We drove down to DC to meet my sister and her husband and then we all drove down to Williamsburg to celebrate turkey day with true colonials. Should I tell you what I'm grateful for?
My husband
Our great family
Car making it to Virginia and back (phew)

and the list could go on and on, you get it though, I'm feel very thankful for all of my many blessings.So from one colonial to another, Happy Thanksgiving to all and to all a good night.

Here is my sister and her husband. You know who she is, she looks just like me, only 5 inches taller. In fact, while looking through some of the pictures, I had to think about who was who.
We had a rousing game of pre-turkey football. I think they were planning the play "turkey stop drop and roll"

Here we are in retaliation. Play was called "the Miracle Whip". Can you see that Bill was kind of laughing at my play? Don't mock, it threw the other team for a turkey stupor.
My don't we look festive in fall colors?

Here was the meal, it was delicious, especially for being made in our hotel kitchen. We also had some mighty fine turkey day bowling, you know, to burn off dinner. After which, everyone but me hit the midnight sales at the outlet malls. I made up for it in the morning. Christmas shopping.....done!

Since we were in Williamsburg, he headed over to Jamestown, the first successful English colony, settled in 1607, 13 years before the Mayflower touched down in Plymouth. The actual Jamestown settlement is quite small, and a corner of it has been consumed by the James river. But here is a church that stood in the fort. It isn't original (it burned down multiple times), but the tower in the back is the oldest part, dating back to the 18th century.

Here we have Pocahontas. Don't worry, the John Smith statue wasn't too far from her. He was a murderer, did you know that?

Here is a portion of the fort, with a replica of the barracks built for the first colonials.

We also hit up Colonial Williamsburg (tourist attraction in Williamsburg), which is where many of the Jamestown colonist spread out to in order to start farms etc. Here we found a million tourist, the college of William and Mary, a drum and fife band and of course, colonials everywhere.

We came, we saw, and we conquered our colonial past.
Happy Thanksgiving.

Oprah

You are leaving Chicago? How could you?

Seen & Heard

Seen: Box on the counter is open and contents have been rifled through. Upon closer inspection: some items are missing.
Cat on the floor in a catnip stupor. Apparently he discovered where his toys were hidden. Common, you know you like these ridiculous updates.

Heard: An adult said the word "pimpslap" in primary today....to the children. It wasn't a slip of the tongue. Good luck parents in explaining that to your child.

Official Illinois Resident

I had to get an Illinois drivers license. Talk about disappointment, having to get a new license in the last 6 months of our time here in Chicago. Anyway, I took the test. I passed with flying colors. But I think I am the only person who didn't know the legal limit of alcohol consumption for the state. It wasn't in the hand book. I guessed right though. Hallelujah.

Photo Friday/Saturday

Bill sent me some pictures to post since I'm lacking material. So I'm posting a picture from this summer. Remember our trip out to Annapolis with my sister and brother in law? Well, down by the water of the restaurant we were eating at, there were tubs of crabs that were too small to eat, and other such things. This little girl was fearless, and grabbed this crab that I can't identify. Who am I kidding, she grabbed all sorts of crazy crap out of those tubs. But oh do I want to eat some crab right now. Yummy.

I'm all shook up

This is my nephew. He wanted to be Elv!s for Halloween, and I think I have to say this is probably the best costume I've ever seen. My sister made this puppy for him, and it is perfect. And word on the street was that he was a mighty fine Elv!s, "Thank you, Thank you very much". Don't you just want to squeeze him?

Mice infestation

I've had a problem lately. Mice infestation. They seem to be everywhere. I went to the gym during lunch today, and was digging through my gym bag to discover a mouse at the bottom. Last week, I hauled my cloth bag to the grocery store to carry my goods, and what do I discover as I'm unloading my groceries when I got home? A MOUSE. How disgusting, right? But don't forget this post I did last year. It should calm her fears, the mice infestation is really just little catnip mice that the cat likes to hide. I don't know how he gets them into these weird locations, but nevertheless, here is proof. I decided to pose the mouse in my gym bag next to my mouse at work. They became fast friends.

Hair

Have you guys heard of this documentary by Chr!s R0ck? I have to say, since moving to the south side, it has struck my interest. But after living here for 2 years, seeing a barber shop/salon on every corner is starting to make more sense. I had no idea that hair was taken so seriously. Maintaining my hair costs a fair amount, but I definitely don't spend 8 hours in the chair, and I don't drop thousands of dollars to get my golden locks. Check it out.

*disclaimer, this is Chr!s R0ck. enough said.

Will it ever come

So there are some blogs that I read and they are crafty. I'm not really a "DIY" kind of person. I don't have a problem with it, I just lack inspiration and possibly time. But I was thinking as I was reading a post about collecting catalogs and ripping out the pages for inspiration, when will I have time to do this. I've had this idea before, and I've ripped out pages, but alas, they probably sit in a stack for too long, and then it becomes necessary to de-clutter. To the point. I always think, "when I quit working full time, I'll have time to do all those things I've been meaning to do".
Yesterday, I took the day off work because I worked all weekend. And after my failure to get a new license (forgot my wallet, w/ the old license), I came home and decided to organize my growing mound of recipes. I lost inspiration, and the pile sat there. Do you blame me? Hoda and Kathy Lee were on, I miss them! And I didn't clean my house, or make anything particularly delicious for dinner either. Oh yeah, and the fabric I bought this summer to make a blanket, is still sitting there, stitchless - but it has been washed.
I think I'm a lost cause. No amount of time will change my uncraftyness. Boo.

Poll Analysis

So you guys want to know the results of the poll? It looks like most people (80%) like hand me downs. I figured as much. And in case you were wondering who was the weasel that voted that trading clothes is gross, it was Bill. He just did it to be controversial - which I suppose that is what happens when you give options like that.

Peace out.

Working Hard for the Money

Today at work this girl told me I had a thick accent. She asked me where I am from. I said Utah. Then she said, yeah, that is totally a Utah accent. (I STRONGLY disagree - and she has never been to Utah). Then a fellow Utahan asked me where I was born, I said Kansas City. The girl said, "oh, so you're from the South? Now your accent makes way more sense."

For real, when did Kansas become part of the south?

New To Me

Last night, Bill and I met a friend for a most scrumptious dinner. It was a formal dining experience, which is always too bad, because requiring nice clothes seems to illicit a feeling severe awkwardness when you pull out your camera to ooh and aah over your food. Boo.

To the point. I wore a really cute dress suit to dinner that my cousin gave me. I love it. And I love hand-me downs. I can always use something fresh and new to wear whether it is new or used. But then I thought about it in reverse. Why would I want to anyone want my clothes? My clothes are ugly and boring. But one mans "trash" is another mans treasure. My cousin didn't want this suit any more for whatever reason, maybe she decided it was ugly, but I like it.

So my question is, do you like to be a recipient of hand me downs? Go take my poll, you'll like it.

Caught in the Act

Don't worry, my posts are boring myself. But I can only look at mullets and rat tails for so long. So here is a picture of our silly cat. Please disregard all the crap on the counter, I am a lazy butt, and apparently Bill is too. So the cat can open the cupboards. He likes to use this skill when we are sleeping and he wants to do something annoying enough to wake us up. So he opens the bathroom cupboard half way, and lets it slam shut. He also knows that we put his toys in there when we clean up the apartment. Because of this skill we have since moved his toys around. I bought him some toy mice and hid them in an above the counter cupboard. He discovered them, and started opening that door. So Bill moved his extra toys to the second drawer (seen above) too tall to stand up and open, too awkward of a position to open from above. But alas, he has outsmarted us all.

*no his toys are not with food or kitchen items, unless you count boxes of sandwich bags and tin foil as such. We are sanitary.
*I'm in a rut when it comes to blogging right now, can you tell?

Rat tails and Mullets

I went home this past weekend to hang out with my family. My darling niece was there and we discovered a little secret about her. Her long luscious locks are fake. She wears hair extensions. So my sister and I helped ourselves to her golden locks. Note we both have chin length hair.

The mullet - pulled around for show

I can't find the picture from the back to show how white trash my rat tail is, but it was long and stringy. It looked even better braided. Bill said it was hideous?!

Running Forum Posts

I like to read the forums at Runner*s W0rld. One forum I read occasionally is the women's forum, and on there you will find a rather zealous God fearing individual who post quite frequently. Here are the titles of her most recent posts.

Nutella + Jesus = Wednesday
Jesus is our rock - Tuesday
Hello again Monday - with Jesus
Satisfied Sunday with Jesus
Cast your cares on Jesus - Saturday
(She must have skipped Friday - nothing posted)
Jesus Jesus Jesus....Thursday
Wet and windy Wednesday with Jesus
Rev em' up Tuesday with Jesus
Motivating Monday with Jesus

You get the picture. I can't help but chuckle when I see the title of her posts.

Final Countdown

This is our last week house sitting. I have mixed emotions, I can't wait to be back in my own apartment with my own stuff, that works and that I like. But there are some things I'm really going to miss. I've been spoiled for the past couple of weeks.

Things I will miss:
*a garage. enough said.
*gas range - this is a must have when the day comes that we can buy a house.
*a yard - remember the deep fried oreos, we fried them outside in the back yard, because we could...and because frying smells up the house.
*washer & dryer. again, enough said.
*cleaning lady. She comes on Fridays apparently, because when I get home from work, little cleaning fairies have made the place sparkle. (and she vacuums up the dog hair, which is great because there does not seem to be a vacuum in the house for us to do it.)
*10 minute walk to work. I come home to have lunch with Bill everyday, and I L.O.V.E. it.
*oh yeah, I will miss Molly too.

Things I won't miss:
*Molly whining to go outside at 6:15 AM.
*Evil step neighbor (doesn't the step make her sound more terrible?) who complains about dog being let out at 6:15 AM.
*Molly only barks at the house with the evil step neighbor.
*the incredible amount of hair Molly produces!

Oh well, I think it was worth it to live in a house in a normal/nice neighborhood for 3 weeks. Our apartment feels so urban sometimes.

Naha

Photo is not from dinner but oeuf a la neige is that piece of foam in the middle

Last night, we went out to dinner with a partner from Bill's firm who is in Chicago for on campus interviews for the next summer interns. He told Bill to find a place to eat that was nice. So Bill pulled out the Zagat guide and tried to get reservations to Topolobombo, but alas, we had to have made reservations a while ago to get in on a Tuesday evening. So we tried Naha.
It. was. amazing. I tried some new things that I don't normally see on menus. My appetizers was: Organic Carnaroli Risotto, Spanish Chorizo and Montelerraina Cheese, Red Rib Dandelion Greens, Confit Garlic and Tarragon. It was pretty dang good, however, the Spanish chorizo, which I've had chorizo before, was different than I expected. Not dense like a sausage would be. I can't even explain it, but it was pretty tasty. My entree was this succulent piece of meet: Wood-Grilled 18 oz. Prime Ribeye of Beef with a Saute of Roasted Tropea Onions, "Rose Finn" Potatoes, Tender Spinach, Bacon "Shards" and Flowering Thyme, Rich Oxtail Sauce and Murray River "Apricot" Sea Salt. I really wanted to try the oxtail sauce, so that was the reason behind this dish, and it did not disappoint. Bill opted for the roasted squab. Pretty good, but there is something disconcerting about have a dish served with feet. And finally, my favorite part of any meal, was dessert. Oh my, so many options. Lets cut to the chase, they had the most exotic ice creams and that is how I picked my dessert solely. I chose this: "Oeufs a la Neige" and Locally Grown Blueberries with Olive Oil Ice Cream, Polenta Custard and Balsamic Caramel. For real, olive oil ice cream, I've heard of it but never seen it. It did not disappoint! It was interesting and pretty tasty. And, who would have thought of using polenta as a custard. I think I"m going to have to try to make that myself. I made Bill get this: Almond Brown Butter "Financier" Cake served warm with Sweet Corn Ice Cream, fragrant Local Plums and "Popcorn". I wanted to try the sweet corn ice cream. It was good, but mine was better. And the last dish that I couldn't really pawn off on the partner that I wanted to try was a Spanish bread pudding with Saffron ice cream. It was drenched in a liquor (no surprise) so I opted out. I would go back just for dessert. Well, dessert would be about the only thing we could afford, so I guess that is that.
*Too bad no pictures, I thought it would have been tacky to pull out my camera phone during dinner. Boo.
*Is selling your soul to the firm bad, because it sure does taste good?
I know my fonts are messed up, I've tried to fix it. I'm over it.

Julie/Juli@ Project

Bill and I went and saw Julie & Juli@ last weekend. I liked it. Or maybe I should say, I liked Amy Adams and Juli@ Child. I mean, who doesn't like the woman who brought French cooking to servant less American women. I remember seeing her on TV, and unfortunately, I ignored her. She was kind of weird, had a weird voice, and it seems like it came on right after my other least favorite show, This Old House on Saturday mornings. But alas, after seeing this movie, I was inspired. So I picked up the book (that the movie is about) and I've discovered, as much as I like Julie's writing style, I don't like her. All the narrations in my head are by Amy Adams. I think it is time to move on to Julia's book asap. But in tribute to Julia, Bill and I are cooking a fine gourmet dinner. Frozen pizza and deep fried oreos. I'm sure Julia would be rolling in her grave.

Bon Appetit!

House/Dog Sitting

Did I mention we are house sitting for 3 weeks. Yep, it is true. One of the doctors I work for is taking a 3 week vacation at a beach house on Lake Michigan. It even has a private beach. That is what people do here, go to their beach house in the dead center of a continent. Anyway, she has already called to brag about how wonderful it is. Life is hard, isn't it? Anyway, we are staying at their house, taking care of the dog, Molly. She is a German Shepard/Golden Retriever mix, I think. I mean look at those ears (see above picture), I know she is at least part GS. And she sheds like I've NEVER seen before.My boss told us we could bring our cat, because lets be honest, 3 weeks is a long time to leave a cat. They live close enough to us that we could go back and forth, but we are happy to have him here. We introduced Molly to Cass and vice versa, the result - they couldn't care less about each other. I've never seen to animals so indifferent to each other. In fact, Cass just sits around and watches old Molly (see above picture).
But I'll tell you what, staying in a house, albeit old, is nice. We have a washer and dryer (heaven), a garage, a small yard, and a BBQ. I could get used to living in a house again......really fast. Except, it feels weird not having a million barriers from the world, you know, door to apartment building, door man, key to get through to the elevators, and another key to get into our apartment. I almost feel like we are vulnerable with only 1 locked door between us and the great outdoors. Anyone else feel this way?

1 week down, 2 more to go.

Summer is for Baseball

White Sox vs. Royals.
White Sox 4
Royals 5
Nothing hurts worse than being beaten by the worst team (insert Royals) in the country.

Go Royals!!!

Women at Work

In front of the building I work in, there are 4 giant vents , and every morning some foolish woman (usually more) wearing a skirt walks across said vents. And every time, they pull a M@rilyn M0nroe. Why won't people learn? Maybe they think showing off their control top pantyhose is sexy. I don't know.

Farewell to A

This is my co-worker A. You know her, I've talked about her before. She is leaving Chicagoland and heading to a place of warm weather and more expensive rent...CA. This is a good move for her, but a bad move for me. Good because she is getting married, bad because now I won't have a friend to waste time with and talk about/do ridiculous things. She entertained me all summer while Bill was gone and made those lonely months way more bearable. I'm going to be very sad, but good luck A. Feel free to start leaving comments now that you can't yell across cubicles with your thoughts about my posts. Peace out!

4 years

Happy 4th Anniversary to us!

End of Summer

This summer is finally over! Why is that? Because Bill is coming home today! Huzzah!

Annapolis

I'm in DC for the weekend, and we went to Annapolis yesterday with my sister and her husband to eat Maryland Blue Crab. All I have to say is those were some yummy little suckers.

Univeristy Life = Good Life

So I was just thinking about how great it is to be a student. Okay, no money sucks, but the rest of it is great. Especially when you aren't the one in studying and writing papers.
Here is why:

• life runs on an academic calendar, which means, summer break, winter break, and spring break. The real world should also revolve around this calendar.
• University libraries allow you to check out books for months at a time. City library check outs are only for a couple of weeks. And despite how quickly I read a book, it will sit around until the day after it is due. No fees for me at the university library.
• Access to the university gym. Cheap/free membership and nice facilities. I don't have a monthly membership because my year membership cost me $100.......you read that correctly and I have access to EVERYTHING. And the perks of being at a really nerdy school is...there aren't gym skanks walking around in white spandex tights with a matching bra, with their long hair down and makeup done. There is no flirting or salacious activity here. The only thing you have to worry about with these kids is their personal hygiene (which can be equally offensive as the gym skanks - but preferable).
• Student discounts. Why graduate when you can get fat discounts to the symphony/opera/traveling/bus fares/movies etc.
• University cities = biking/walking cities. Tuition is too high to be able to buy a car (just a theory) so might as well bike everywhere. You could easily survive without a car because everything is close enough that you could walk or ride your bike around.
• Random intellectual gatherings. You know, like poetry fests, foreign movie nights, nerdy accordion bands (slight exaggeration). But there is always something going on and you will probably learn something too.
• Conversations in university cities are weird. As a speaker stated in his talk yesterday at church (whose family lives in an undergrad dorm as an RA) lengthy conversations go on about who would win a wizard tournament: Gandolf vs. Dumbledore. Other frequently heard conversations revolve around international policies, the stock market, Ob@ma administration, medical scenarios etc. I feel enlightened every time I get on the bus.
• Always free entertainment with a university because their will always be a chapter of the medieval club. Don't have anything to do, go down and watch fighting with fake swords and capes, and participate in the making of chain mail.
• Time. University life is great because you have so much time. Enough said.
• Last but not least, you won't get a lower interest rate on any other loans you take out for the rest of your life. Cool hu? Okay that one was stupid. That is the worst thing about university life is that you have to figure out a way to pay for it. Oy vey.

Picture from here

Poll Results etc

I can accept the fact that Red Vines are the preferred licorice. It's unfortunate, but as Kurt Vonnegut said "so it goes".
As for other news, I had an awesome, yet uneventful weekend. It was great because I took my bike (road) out for a spin, and though there were tons of people on the trail, it was a fun ride. I road up to the northside which made me realize how boring the southside is. On the northside, the beaches are way nicer, there was a triathlon (see picture above) going on, a volleyball tournament with around 30 nets set up for play, tons of food stands, soccer games, softball games, a sailing race, crews out on the river, and there was a nice golf course. Lets face it, as much as I like the southside, the northside seems vastly superior. It has it's own problems, but as a whole, it is nice. And during all these observations, I thought "keep your cadence up like Lance [Armstrong]" Yeah, I realized why those guys are pros. I was riding on flat trails and there was no way I could keep my cadence up to 80 (which is what the pros ride at) for any length of time. I suppose if I rode my bike more frequently, it would be more possible. So it goes.
I also saw Harry Potter, it was good, scary but good.
Poor Levi Leipheimer, no more tour.
And so it goes.

Twizzlers vs Red Vines

Since there seems to be such strong feelings regarding this, please participate in this lovely poll on the right side bar. Peace out.

Fact

Fact: I haven't posted anything in more than a week.
Fact: My life is way too boring to post right now
Fact: My parents were in town last week and we had a lot of fun
Fact: We also ate a lot of good food
Fact: It feels more like spring than summer right now in Chicago
Fact: I watch the Tour de France extended coverage every night...because I like it
Fact: The cat did something nasty in the litter box just now because it is stinking up the apartment - oy vey
Fact: I rode my new (to me) bike to work, and I wore a helmet
Fact: I feel like such a nerd wearing a helmet, but a lot of people wear helmets here (lots of crazy drivers around)
Fact: Frank Lloyd Wright was a nasty immoral man - as evident in The Fellowship
Fact: I like Twizzlers way better than Red Vines
Fact: I ate Honey Nut Cheerios for dinner
Fact: Can't wait for this summer to be over, I'm missing my man - a lot
Fact: I just bought a new duvet cover on a super sale, because I am a mighty hunter of bargains
Fact: I have had a Nuns Having Fun calendar ever year for the last 4 years. I love Nuns.

The End

My New BFF

Yesterday I bought this. I LOVE it! I've been kind of looking for a city bike for a while. I say kind of because everyday when I walk home from work, I see all these bikes, like this one, chained up to the gates around apartment buildings, and I contemplate taking one. No one would notice, right? Okay, I would never steel, but I sure did covet. I also perused cr@ig's list occasionally for a bike that fit and didn't require a major overhaul. And yesterday I had success, I found this sweet puppy out in Aurora- the home of Wayne's World. I made A go with me to pick it up all the way out in suburbia, and I felt somewhat giddy at the prospect of being in a place with so much grass and open space. And then I realized when we were cramming the bike into my car that the lady probably picked this up at a suburbia garage sale for cheap and was re-selling it to some city slicker (aka, me - they don't have garage sales in the city, no one has garages/yards) for a fat profit. Yeah, I think I got taken, but oh well, you find something that is perfect and you snatch it up.
You know, maybe I would be able to get to work on time now that the buses have a weird summer schedule. That would be great! And I love the baskets, perfect for my groceries, or library books, flowers, farmers market, beach crap, and maybe even a puppy (j/k - we aren't getting a puppy, yet). Now I just need to buy 2 bike locks, because that seems to be the standard around here. Maybe one u-lock will suffice.

Car Spindle from Wayne's World. It no longer exists.

image from Whateverland

New Car Windshield

Remember my post from Vegas when I got a big fat crack up the middle of my windshield after going through the car wash in 110 degree weather. Well this winter the crack spread so now it is L shaped (why doesn't anyone tell you not to run your window defrost on a cracked window? It's like that time the radiator was taking its last breaths and I was still cranking the AC - oops) Apparently, I learn through experience. Anyway, I need to get my windshield replaced and I've been reading through reviews on auto shops, and just about everyone talks about getting their windshield replaced because their car was broken into. Remember the good old days, or Utah days, where you get your windshield replaced because of a crack from a rock....not from a bat? Knock on wood.

Image from here

No more man in the mirror

MJ, we are all going to miss you. May you rest in peace.

Tiny Living

On my Google homepage, an article was featured about living in small spaces. They had a warning section and in it, it stated "There is a substantial investment involved in building or buying a tiny home. Be sure you are physically and mentally prepared."
So check out this house in Alexandria, VA. It is called the Spite House because it was built out of spite, of course. How very charming, but I don't think I'm the right kind of person for a tiny home. Our first year of marriage we lived in a little studio, and I've been cured ever since of quaint living spaces. I suppose the lack of heat, a horrific mouse problem, and the ceiling dripping on our bed probably heavily influenced our feelings toward this place, but the article is correct, you must be physically and mentally prepared.

Image from Apartment Therapy.com

Where have I been?

I don't know, but I definitely haven't been blogging. I just having been feeling it. No new material in my life right now. I mean gang initiation weeks is over, and Chicago is pretty calm and humid. Speaking of humidity, I'm still trying to decide what is worse, 110 degrees of dry heat or 85 degrees with humidity. Right now I think humidity wins. I think I would have picked humidity as the worst even while suffering through hot Las Vegas summer.
Anyway, I'll get to the point. I went to DC last weekend, and it was glorious, and hot, and humid. Bill told me it was rainy, so I showed up in jeans and a tee-shirt with a heavy sweater (prepared for Chicago weather) only to find out it was really hot and really humid. After walking all over the mall trying to find my sisters work (a cool museum, think night at the museum type of place, yes she really is that cool) I was drenched, and immediately changed into the 1 warm weather piece of clothing that I brought and wore it for the whole weekend. I'll be better prepared next time.
I had a great weekend. I got to see Julia Child's kitchen (I really want to see the movie Julie and Julia coming out in August about our dearest Julia Child). I also saw the original flag that inspired the Star-Spangled Banner. Cool, I know. Met up with my sister for lunch and then met up with Bill later that evening after he coerced all of the summer interns to take off early (5:30 pm) for the weekend. And the rest of the weekend we just chilled. I got to see his office, ran the Lawyers Have Heart 10k with Bill's firm (see team picture below, kind of awkward) ate food, because that is what we do, and chilled with my sister and her husband. Thanks sister for letting us bum at your place.

Here we are, nice and sweaty.

Yeah, matching team shirts. All lawyers and a wife...Bill you need to start running your own races.

Oh, I guess I have some material to share with you. I saw this hearse leaving the hospital one day while I was running errands around campus. Good thing I had my phone with me or else what would I do a post on?

And finally, as for the poll, I just wanted to see if Chicago was a Midwest thing or nationwide. Apparently it is a nation wide phenomenon because I seem to be in the minority. I can accept that.

Cool and Gross

Bill sent me this picture, he is just waiting for a hearing to start in congress. Cool hu? Well I think so.

As a side note. I can never eat in the hospital cafeteria. Do you know why? Because the morgue is by the cafeteria. A and I have seen bodies being rolled past the entrance of the cafeteria, on their way to the morgue. Gross and disturbing.


Image from here

Chicago

So today at work, A and I were having a conversation about music. The conversation turned into a heated debate (not really) about a certain band. A band by the name of Chicago. We had differing opinions about the band and while we were bantering back and forth, others jumped in with their opinion. So please take the poll on the side bar, I'm just dying to know what you think of the band Chicago.

Picture from noted.blogs.com

Scroll down for the poll.

It has been brought to my attention that my poll is unfair, as in there should be a option for "Sure, I like Chicago". A was complaining this morning about it so I'm redoing the poll. Recast your vote please.