|Flatbread pizza in Chicago. Don't ask.|
|My boy being "attacked" by an angry bird|
|Dad and the boy built "a new house"|
|I think I need more square footage.|
|I see a Spartan Race in her future :)|
Then we headed back to the hotel. I had met Krista at the Healthy Living Summit in August. When we first headed to the airport, I had tweeted Krista to see if she was in the area. So, Thursday evening, Krista came by the hotel and met hubby and the kids. It was great to see her and so helpful to get a fellow blogger perspective about my lack of writing post-Sandy, (Yes, I know, still lacking. But I am trying.) We even had a drink together since the hotel bar was about two doors down for our room.
|Krista & I |
(neither of us love this picture, but it's the only one we took)
|Lovin the 312 on draft|
|No house, but we have a "green room"|
|My boy has no stage fright. He was warming up the crowd with his dance moves.|
I was so nervous before I went out on stage that I could barely speak. Steve Harvey was very nice. Then it was over. We had some deep dish pizza at Giordanos and stopped by "The Bean" in Millennium Park.
|Lost in Chi-Town|
|My first deep dish|
We flew home that night and the following morning I spent 7 hours on line for free gift cards from the Tzu Chi foundation with hundreds of my neighbors. While on line, my false eye lashes came off. Clearly I was back in Staten Island. It seemed no more like reality, but definitely more real.