Because I don’t have children of my own, sometimes I tag along with my brother, sis-in-law and niece to do “family friendly” stuff that might be creepy to do on my own.
Like going to see Santa at Macy’s.
And then you have to look at the Walnut Room Christmas tree.
Instead of waiting around to eat at The Walnut Room, we opted for something better.
I come for the salad bar … they really need a better name for it. It’s amazing.
It was somebody’s birthday (almost). Gotta help mom blow out her candle.
Our Tour de Christmas Trees continued …
I don’t think the tree at 900 N Michigan Shops is big enough.
The tree in the lobby of the Hotel Intercontinental was my favorite … or at least, it photographed really well.
Related: I’m also enjoying my new camera.
The Mag Mile.
By the Hancock.
I did do some adult things this weekend too.
Saturday morning – 6-mile trail fun run at Swallow Cliff sponsored by Running For Kicks and Saucony.
I’ve run this trail before, but have never made it to one of the semi-annual fun runs.
Saturday night – dinner at Clutch. (Review = food good, service meh, atmosphere eclectic.)
Off to the Bottom Lounge for Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band.
It’s not over until the washboard is set on fire.
Setlist … which she later got signed.
Sunday – dinner and a show. Not in that order.
12 Angry Men is one of the Sailor’s favorite movies and plays. It was playing locally, so I bought him tickets for his birthday. The play was very well done … I didn’t expect to shed a tear at the end. Live theater moves me.
I love Thai, and my husband doesn’t, but he loves sushi, which I like but don’t love. So Thai + Japanese restaurants are perfect for us. Also my fortune was extremely accurate.
Making lunch for the work week – a recipe I’ve made many times before, Sweet Potato and Black Bean Quesadillas.
Monday morning was a cruel reality for me. I drove to work today, and decided to do a little experiment and take 94 instead of 294. I figured since I leave at 6am, traffic can’t be that bad, right?
Wrong. So very wrong. Saving $3.20 on tolls was not worth double the driving time. (Which is already just over an hour on 294 if traffic isn’t bad.) Lesson learned. Give the state more of your money to protect your own time. Got it.