No More Fun And Games

I went to Chicago again this past weekend. Who knows when I'll be going back again, possibly Christmas break. I wish I could go every weekend if it didn't cost so much money. We finally went to the Art Museum. I've been wanting to go for years now. I was most excited to see this painting by Georges Seurat.

It was so much neater to see it in person than in text books. We had to rush through most of the museum due to lack of time. Someday I'll go there by myself and spend all day.

This time we got to do more sightseeing and walked around what felt like the whole city of Chicago. I love the architecture and sculptures there.

Today I found a note on my car from the police saying my car rolled into another parked car. It seems strange that it happened seeing as there are no scratches or dents and I have to put my parking break on to be in park.

I no longer have to get up before the sun comes up anymore. It's the best feeling in the world.

Comments

Anonymous said…

When are you coming? Sorry I haven't been in touch, we definately need to get together and catch up! Love ya
Susie

5:04 PM, November 08, 2006

Anonymous said…

I wanna go to the museum! im sick of milwaukee's!
Hmm...

9:39 PM, November 10, 2006

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