Just Got Back From The Windy City...

"I just blew in from the windy city
The windy city is mighty pretty
But they ain't got what we got
I'm tellin' ya, boys
We got more life in Deadwood City
Than in all of Illinois!"

So seriously, I was in Chicago for four days for a big engineering conference and now I'm playing catch-up on emails, projects, work and grandchildren and sewing and SLEEP!

I love Chicago... the energy is crazy, there are a gazillion things to do, and they never seem to go the bed there!  The L runs all night long, and I could hear the rumbles from my hotel room on Adams Street, that is until I fell into a coma in bed from all the late night dinners.



This is the carrot cake at Gibson's!  Lucky for me I was sharing it with seven other people...

I rode in more taxis this week than in the rest of my entire life, I think.  The taxi drivers are sick.  They zoom around and honk at each other like mad.  Although I'm told it's nothing compared to New York, I'll believe it when I see it.

 And I WOULD love to go to New York, at least once in my life.  But not alone, and I can tell you right now DH does not want to go there.  I'll have to work that out somehow.

Also they have these bike rental stations where you can put in your credit card and take a bike over to a location, leave it there, and grab another to ride back.  Oh yeah, I did that -- not!  But one of our engineers did, and got his workout.  Riding off the carrot cake?

OK, back to the grind. 5 million emails, the expense reports...  thank goodness it's Friday!

Sew on!