I was in Chicago this weekend visiting one of my oldest friends --Meg. (Marge to me, Megolopolis to Delmar and Marsh) We've been friends since kindergarten. I wish I had a picture when we were young to post. I don't know why I don't. It seems I should have full albums of just the two of us doing silly things, being stick thin, burning our bodies with Sun Tropic & aluminum foil. You know what happens when you've been friends with someone that long? You hardly need to talk anymore. We could sit on her porch, drink a glass of wine, NOT SPEAK -- and it would be a great conversation. (Of course, this never happens, b/c I am a big mouth) There are always tons of laughs and groans and more laughs whenever we get together.
Longman and Eagle. The bar had two pages of whiskey. That made me happy. I made her eat oysters. We had foie gras that was the size of a salmon & dnd duck meatloaf. It was amazing.
Sadly I didn't get a chance to visit my hometown which is only about an hour and a half from Meg's place. The plans just didn't come together and it ends up that my brother (who I usually stay with) was out of town anyhow. Maybe next time I guess.
And finally, here's Meg's little gal Lexie and I enjoying some pool time on Sunday before I had to catch my flight. This little chick is a fireball of energy! A LOT OF FUN!
Must go, company in this week from Flo-rid-a! Will be a busy one.