Back out west...

And I'm back from my weekend in Chi-town.

I had a great time visiting with my brother and his family. My sister-in-law and I hit Michigan Avenue on Friday and went crazy. I haven't been shopping in a long time and she had not been there before. We had a fun filled day and hit almost every store there! I finally surrendered (or rather, my feet did) about 8 PM. I lived in Chicago several years back and was a frequent visitor in my airline days. The one thing that I miss is Marshall Field's! I put a nice dent in my seldom used charge account with them, that's for sure. I ended up with two pairs of shoes, a new pair of jeans, several shirts, some new boxers, and some other cool stuff. After we hit the shops, we stopped by Hunter's on the way home for a drink. I first went to Hunter's in 1998 when I was in flight attendant training with United. (That's where my ex-husband and I met.) The bar has been completely redone in the last few years, but it's still recognizable and still has a fun crowd. My drink of choice for the evening was the Washington Apple Martini. I downed a few of those and my sister-in-law people watched with great interest as she nursed her margarita. There was a trashy drag queen in a kilt that was sitting next to us at the bar and letting multiple men feel her up. My sister-in-law was like, "This is great! You have to bring me back here again!" God love her, she's so cute.

Anyhow, we went to Gino's East on Saturday night and had pizza, but it wasn't as good as it used to be. My brother's family all wanted a supreme style pizza, but when you put too many ingredients in deep dish pizza it doesn't cook as well. Still, it reminded me of my Chicago years. We then caught Mission Impossible III which has absolutely no point or plot, but has some cool action scenes. It couldn't have been worse than MI II which John Woo directed and that has to be one of the worst films in history.

I flew out of Oakland on Thursday which is pretty easy to do with public transportation, but I flew back into San Jose tonight which turned out to be a big nightmare. I caught the shuttle to Cal Train only to find out that there are 2 number 10 buses and I took the wrong one, so I missed the 7 PM Cal Train. I ended up on the 8:05 PM train (as there's only one an hour on the weekends), then transferred to BART at Millbrae. I ended up walking in the door close to 10 PM. Yeah, I don't think I'm gonna be flying into San Jose anymore. What a pain in the ass.

On the plane, I was flipping through Vanity Fair and came across a credit card ad which asked some interesting questions. I decided to answer them to pass some time and some of the answers proved harder to come by than I thought they would be. It's likely a MEME on someone's blog, so if you have a blog, consider yourself tagged.

Childhood ambition physician

Fondest memory my first airplane flight when i was 12

Soundtrack here with me, dido

Retreat anywhere with a commanding view of the ocean

Wildest Dream helicopter pilot

Proudest Moment the day i walked away from my airline career and believed in myself

Biggest Challenge overcoming procrastination

Alarm Clock pardon?

Perfect Day sleep 'til noon, have a lazy day, meet with friends, watch the sunset together while laughing, then eat some good food

First Job strawberry fields worker, age 13

Indulgence hair and skin care products

Last Purchase kenneth cole shoes

Favorite Movie frida

Inspiration people overcoming their upbringings and succeeding in life

My Life is a constant adventure, surprise, and evolution


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