BB, Maggie and I spent this past sunny weekend in Chicago. We had a great time catching up with old friends. The primary reason for going out was to celebrate this silly girl's 30th birthday.
Carrie's husband threw her a fantastic surprise party at a fun bar downtown. They had great food, drinks, and this guy.
Many of you may not know his name, but I'm sure you recognize him...Luis Guzman. We were seated near the door. Although it was rather frigid, it allowed Brian and Mark to notice him walk in. He was there celebrating one of his own friend's birthdays. The boys were so geeked to meet him. They were afraid to approach him because they didn't want to be "douche bags." Once I realized how wasted Luis was, I forced them to go talk to him. He probably wouldn't remember it all the next day anyway. They thanked him for his comedic contributions to the world and pretty much bowed down to him.
We spent the rest of the weekend with Mark, Dave, Ryan and Ryan. We jammed to Rock Band on the Nintendo Wii and ate plenty of good food (including Brian's traditional "big breakfast"). All of the boys were especially great to Maggie; they treated here with such gentle kindness. I was pleasantly surprised. We were sad to leave, but as they say, all good things must come to an end. Maggie found her way to the pillows in the back to curl up for a long ride home.