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Withdrawl...

I just spent the last 4 days in Chicago and had the BEST time. I love my family dearly, but hello--I haven't been away by myself in 4 years. This is my third time in the city but first as an adult. It is such a beautiful city with so much history.


The highlight of the trip was "Wicked"---it is a MUST see. The downer of the trip was "Oprah". I am going to boycott her FOR LIFE. You have no idea how hard it is to get into that show. We had eight people on the lines the day the ticket counter opened and tried for 3 DAYS to get through. When that failed, we sent 8 emails into last minute registration. When that failed we woke up at 5:00 am after only two hours of sleep to go and wait in an eternal line just to hear "they never take walk-ups" and to please call in or email. HELLO, we did all of the above plus some. They told us they liked our "moxie" and to come back for the second taping. So, we go back and wait for another hour or so in line with hundreds of ladies that look like they were plucked off of Aurora Ave (if you know what I mean). Why did they look like that? Because the show was featuring the cast from the Sex in the City movie--with every cast member!! Can you believe it? I don't care much for the show, but hey--a chance to see SJP and Chris North (from my beloved Law and Order*&$!)Needless to say we didn't get in. We got close but no luck. It left a really bad taste in my mouth..no more Oprah for me.

Regardless, it was a nice break.The word "break" has such a different meaning for me now than it did 10 years ago.


A break is:


getting ready in the morning without someone hanging on my leg
going to the bathroom by myself
going out to eat and only feeding myself
going shopping and actually spending more than 10 minutes in one store
going shopping and having time to try the outfit on (rather than buy it, take it home to try on and then return it the next day)
only one seat belt to put on in the car
talking with friends without interruptions for as long as I want

the list could go on and on....
However, I do LOVE my kids more than anything in the world...we all just need a little break every once in awhile to rejuvenate. Here are some Sunday pics for you to enjoy:)


Comments

AaronHeidi Nelson said…
Sounds like a fun break! We saw wicked a couple of years ago and loved it too! So cool...
April 27, 2008 at 9:21 PM
The Dillon 6 said…
what can I say ~ I've never cared for the "O" myself. ;)

I love the "BREAK" list...very true.

It sounded like the trip was a LOT of fun. I'm sorry I missed out on the fun. Catch me next time.
April 27, 2008 at 11:40 PM
Unknown said…
So I didn't know you were going to Chicago - who did you go with?
I was (AM) a huge huge sex and the city fan (big surprise) so I would have been double as mad that I didn't get in.

you inspire me - I'm going to go away by myself for a break real soon!@
April 28, 2008 at 8:24 AM
amy germer said…
That would have been so disappointing. I had a friend that tried to see Oprah once. She had almost the same outcome. I am going away for the first time by myself next week. I am so excited!
April 28, 2008 at 4:33 PM
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