This is the sound of settling
I walked out of the house this morning wrapped in many layers, which you just do when you live in Chicago and it is winter. However much to my surprise I found that it was pleasantly warm. OK so it is ACTUALLY only 31 degrees, but perhaps just the gleaming sun made me feel warm. I even rolled down the window for my drive and I thought to myself that perhaps Punxsutawney Phil is totally full of shit. At least I hope he is.
Last night I watched one of my all time favorite films… Harold and Maude. I want to be Maude when I grow up. It made for a nice remembrance of she who is departed. I miss you everyday my dear friend and a very happy birthday to you…
Oh it is VD… I am sure I could come up with some cynical statement about what a ridiculous holiday it is, however I won’t because surely one day I will be madly in love and revel in the sugary saccharine that is VD. For those love birds out there… have a great one 