Since then, I've been trying to find a way to make up for said humungous oversight. That opportunity presented itself this weekend. The Boy was headed downstate with some friends and we had a free weekend. I decided to take advantage of it and surprise this amazing woman who has, well, had a quite a ride with me over the last twenty-three years.
So Friday afternoon, I told her we were heading into the city for dinner and to pack an overnight bag. Shortly thereafter, we were heading into the city. First sign of success - traffic was blessedly light. This is unheard of on a Friday night in Chicago. Unheard of, can I just tell you? We were soon here:
Four Seasons Chicago |
Gents, if you need to atone for forgetting a birthday/anniversary or doing something stupid, take my advice on make a reservation at the nearest Four Seasons now for you and your wife. Trust me when I tell you that doing so will go a long way in making up for it.
So, things kept going well. Mother Nature, who can be a tad shrewish here (and that is an epic understatement), was on her best behavior. Friday night could not have been more beautiful as we walked down State Street to the steak joint where I'd scored reservations. It's Marathon Weekend so the city was PACKED with carbo-loaders so it was a little tricky scoring tables. It was so good to have the time together and to enjoy this city.
Even better was sleeping in - OK, I got up at 6AM, which is sleeping late for me. I went for a run along Lake Shore Drive. There is no better backdrop for city running than downtown Chicago. None. Tons o'marathoners getting their last runs in and man, I feel sorry for them. It's going to be warm, borderline hot, for their run today. It was warm yesterday. Can't imagine what they are feeling today...well, yes I can.
We then headed out for breakfast at a Greek diner and took in the sun and the vibe of this great city. The shrine in front of the Apple store in Steve Jobs' memory was drawing quite a crowd. But we didn't linger. It was just so good to be marching around, hand in hand, with my wife.
Soon enough, we had to call it a morning, check out, and head back to the 'burbs. Delighted to say, it was a fantastic weekend. I'm also committed to not forgetting the stunningly patient and mighty fine SML's birthday again. Ever.
1 comment:
Dude! YOU FORGOT HER BIRTHDAY? The belated trip to Chicago is great and all, but DUDE!
I'm not sure what the availability is in Illinois, but where I live they have these things called computers and phones that have an amazing application called a "calendar". You can actually put important dates (like the wife's b-day) in there, and it will remind you. I know, it does sound futuristic. If it is beyond your grasp, email me her birth date, and I'll remind you next year. Dude!
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