On a whim about a month ago Luke and I decided a vacation was in order. Our window for when we could go was quickly approaching so we decide to make it happen. This decision was possibly one of the quickest, most spur of the moment decisions we have made together, besides planning our weeding in six weeks. Yep, planning a weekend trip to another state a couple of weeks out is about as spur of the moment as we get.
Did I mention that this was going to be a “Luke and Catherine” only trip? No Monkey’s allowed! I knew I would miss Monkey like crazy but we were pretty excited to take a break and not have to plan around naps, and bed times and how many diapers we would need to bring with us each day when we left the hotel.
What do deep dish pizza, crazy cab drivers, tulips galore, tall buildings and wind all have in common? They all played a part in our visit to Chicago.
I love big cities. Decent public transportation gets me all excited.
We ate at two of Chicago’s famous deep dish pizzeria’s. I am sure that there will be people that disagree with my thoughts but FYI: Gino’s East = just so so, Uno’s = delicious, try the four cheese and pesto. 
We drank a lot of local Chicago brewed beer.
We got blown around by the wind. We visited the tallest building in North America which by the way is very very tall and provides some pretty impressive views from the top.
We rode on the trains a lot and walked like crazy. 
We stayed out late and did not sleep enough. We even made a trip to Wrigley Field to see the Cubs play in a game that was promptly rained out and rescheduled for July, I am fairly sure we will not be able to make it to that game.
And then there were the tulips. The city of Chicago was covered in tulips. Covered. Have I told you how much I love tulips? 
Well, they are my favorite. You know how roses have all those thorns and leaves and petals? Yeah, in my humble opinion roses are just trying too hard. They are like those ladies with orangy(I’m thinking that isn’t a real word) fake tans, false lashes and gigantic plastic boobs all stuffed into way too trendy clothes. Trying. Too. Hard. Tulips on the other hand are simple and graceful and definitely not trying to hard. I think tulips might be the reason that I like spring so darn much. I have a story to share with you about beautiful tulips and their untimely demise tomorrow but for now here’s some loveliness.
Chicago did not disappoint. After consuming more food and drink than two people should in one weekend we very happily set off for home, and this little bundle of sweetness:
