Last Saturday we ventured downtown to hang out with some of our friends from "back in the day" (aka: when we were younger, child-less and living in downtown Chicago). We went to a fantastic restaurant (although I really wish Brian had asked about the dress code in advance. Nice jeans are acceptable anywhere these days though so...it was all good). We spent over 3 hours eating, drinking wine and talking before heading across the street to a cool Irish bar. We ordered a drink, I looked at my watch and noticed the time...11:30. It was almost like "code 23" <--- see future post. I said "Brian it's 11:30" and we basically RAN out to get home and relieve his parents. Being more than an hour away, we felt guilty and knew that the ball was over (thankfully the Pilot did NOT turn into a pumpkin on the way home). Hot topic of the evening: facebook and how all the wives (plus Brian) are on it and how all the men (plus Lorna) are not. hysterical.


And yes, I was the dork with the camera despite the fact that my kids were not around. After I add my pictures, I think I'll go post them on facebook. HAHAHAHA (no...seriously...I'm going to!)

Me & Bri