that I would give you a bigger better more discriptive post about the weekend.
Turns out I did not.
Driving into Chicago, singing broadway tunes, stopping at Ikea, eating at Sweet Tomatos Buffet…when we got deep into the heart of the city and checked into our hotel…I was done. Showers, blissful showers and soft clothes happened.
we uploaded some pics. I haven’t done a lot of that yet. I ran lines with Dion, who is heading back to Michigan today and being put into the show tonight. Then we crashed. zonked out.
No weekend story for you.
Today, I’m sippin my coffee, about to hit the shower again and get ready. It’s overcast here, so today will be the one day we will wear our coats and possibly a layer or two. My friend Dan is coming down and I’m going to cut his hair here in the hotel bathroom and after Dion heads off east, Kizz, Dan and I will wander around a bit…
The weekend story will be coming. As well as pictures. It’s been amazing. These people, these beautiful people in my life…best birthday present ever.
Happy Monday, ya’ll.
Misti Ridiculous 