Hey guys!

It's pride weekend here in Chicago. Since I'm the mother of two infant boys now a parade with thousands of drunk people stepping on each other is not really appealing. I can imagine the poor little creatures getting stepped on. Does anyone ever bring kids to these things? Traffic here in Chicago is going to be a mess. I might take them down to Navy Pier but the Taste of Chicago is also going on this weekend. Phew! Plus it's hottttt!!!!! Let's see. What do I want from the taste this year? Fried dough, ... I can't think of anything else. Let's discuss what happened last night.

My husband was supposed to be back long before 7PM. He knew that I had a very important conference call at 9PM and that I was waiting for him so that we could get pizza for dinner. He calls me to tell me that he is running late so I wait for him. He calls me back during the conference call to tell me that the car had run out of gas and he had to walk back and forth with the gas can. Bummer. Well... he said that he would be home in a couple minutes. That turned into more than an hour. I was definitely pissed by then but what can you do. I know how my car sounds. It's loud now--I need a muffler desperately. It's under warranty but Car X wants over $47 bucks for a bracket, tail spout, and installation. I'll get another muffler some day. So I heard the car pull up, I went outside, my husband walked up to another car in the middle of the street and was talking to someone. So I slid behind the evergreens unnoticed to catch a peek. As he walked down the gangway to deliver my car keys back to me, I called out to him. He nervously looked all around saying, "Where are you?" I told him that I was right there and he got scared. He gave me the keys and when I asked him to come back he ran to his brother's car, jumped in and his brother sped off. He has his brother lead foot it to almost the other side of town and was paranoid that I'd followed them. He frickin' thought that I was going to lay him out or something from the bushes and was scared to come home until 4AM. Well I went off the deep end, packed his clothes in a box and delivered them to his grandma's. But now I'm laughing about the whole thing. My husband now has a new official phobia "People in Bushes."

Crap! The Sox and Cubs are playing against each other. It is going to be virtually impossible to get around town this weekend. I'll report more later.

Please post comments, hellos, news, thoughts, etc.