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| A view out the hotel window. Hello, Chicago river! |
On Saturday I went to a Bachelorette party in the city. It was the first time I've ever left Emmie and Bruce overnight. I did once when we lived with Bruce's parents, but that doesn't count. At first, it was hard for me to leave because earlier in the week Emmie got a flu shot and was showing signs of illness. I called my mom, a pediatric nurse, and she assured me that since Emmie didn't have a fever, it was perfectly fine for me to go.
I drove out and met one of my best girlfriends, Jeanette, at her apartment. It was like old times, when we were neighbors and I'd drop in whenever I wanted. Her husband drove us downtown to the hotel where the party was starting off.
There were so many old friends and familiar faces! I sipped champagne, chatted, snacked on appetizers, and watched the bride play silly Bachelorette games. Involving lingerie, of course.
Then we all took cabs to a blues club that I used to frequent. It was packed, like always. There was more drinking, talking loudly over the music, and dancing. It was a blast! The bride had a wonderful night. Towards midnight, Jeanette and I took a cab back to her place, where her husband and some other friends were hanging out. It was a fun blur, a much needed solo adventure.
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| Kingston Mines |
The next day, I woke up at Jeanette's and got ready for work. My intention was to go straight there and use the extra couple hours before class to grade papers without distraction. As I got closer to home, though, the urge to see Bruce and Emmie overtook me. Bruce had explained to Emmie that I wouldn't be home until much later, so when I walked in the door, it was a surprise.
Emmie was still sniffly, but in good spirits. We were all happy to see each other. Taking one evening to myself was all the time I needed.
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