Happy belated Turkey Day! Or Tofurkey Day! I had a blast Thanksgiving weekend. Lots of traveling, but lots of fun.
Tim and I drove up to the Staples area of Minnesota to spend Thanksgiving with my family at my grandparent's house. Everyone was there, including all the cousins, and we had a blast. It seems that every year the family gets bigger and bigger.
We drove home that night to prepare for a big drive in the morning. Friday morning we headed down to our old stomping grounds of Chicago for Matt and Julie's wedding! The drive down was fine. We pulled the car in front of our old house to walk to the best Thai restaurant ever for some much anticipated pad see ewe. As we walked down the block I said, "Wouldn't it be funny if it wasn't there anymore?" But when it wasn't there anymore it wasn't funny at all. So we drove down Diversey to Renaldi's pizza - best Chicago style pizza ever.
We decided to meet Matt at his place by UIC and he was just getting ready to meet the guys at Daley Plaza for some ice skating. I haven't ice skated since I was a little thing on two blades, so I was a little nervous, but I had a blast. I think I'll be scouting the thrift stores of a pair of skates of my own.
Ant Jean and Denny were more than hospitable as usual and let us crash at their place. In the morning Tim and I hit up Oak Brook Mall and walked around before heading back to the house to get ready for the big night.
The wedding was a blast. I even got Tim out to dance. Matt and Julie fed us well, I heard some of the best speeches ever, and the playlist was awesome - and of course Julie looked amazing.
The next morning Jean made a great breakfast, but the snow began to fall and we thought we should get on the road before it got too bad.
Congrats Matt and Julie. You guys are the best - you're what we miss in Chicago. Thanks for the great time.