Lest you think the Sears Willis Tower swallowed me whole, it didn’t. But winter break with two kids, a non-stop working husband and sub-zero temperatures nearly did.
Not that I didn’t have fun touristing around Chicago amidst the snow, slush and rain. I We thoroughly enjoyed the My Gym Holiday camp where you get to drop your kids off for three hours. And I did a hallelujah dance every time my sitter showed up for a few hours. Which didn’t happen nearly enough to keep me sane, but with school starting up again tomorrow, I’m hoping to get some of it back.
I’ll never forget the moments of joy we had eating fast food (twice). I found I like Wendy’s food, but McDonald’s fries better. Nor will I forget the pissing away ung-dly amounts of money on attractions and events. We drove all the way to Schaumburg to pay $30 to go to Legoland. (And, no, Schaumburg didn’t feel all that close to the city.)
I went to Legoland and all I got was a piece of plastic.
We had some down time, though. I owe a lot of my “quiet” time over break to Lilo and Stitch and the crazy cool graphics of Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs (Thank you dear friends at Sony Pictures for the complimentary copy! Out for the rest of you on January 5!) I never knew how grateful I’d be to animation until I really needed it.
But beyond the bad eating habits, crappy weather and crummy souvenirs, I know this much is true: I survived winter break. Barely.
Did you?
