To Hell With Your $20 Umbrella

Thunderstorms today. Not cute little thunderstorms like we get twice a year in California. Midwestern storms. The kind that shake the buildings and light up your whole room and leave you thinking "...Surely that was a bomb going off?"

So naturally I got into my new summer dress and walked 3 blocks through the rain to the Art Institute of Chicago.

I'm not really an artsy person. All I know about art is what I learned during AP Art History in senior year. Thankfully Mr Basenberg was ridiculously goodlooking so I've managed to retain a lot of what he taught us.

I had no idea before walking into the museum that they had Hopper's Nighthawks...to say I was excited would be understatement of the year. I have a framed copy of Nighthawks in my room at home, and it is nowhere near as beautiful as the original.

Anyway, 5 hours later I had a pleasant stroll home through the rain and here I am. Angela is serenading us with her fabulous guitar skills ("I Will Follow You Into the Dark"...one of my favs) and Haley is looking up piano bars in downtown. Unfortunately Haley is only 20 so we can't go to the cool-looking dueling piano bar down the street (Claudine, we're going here when you come to Chicago). But there's a place called the Redhead Piano Bar across the river that looks promising.

Tonight I'm cooking tacos for the girls. Ahhhh I do love Chicago. Don't tell Dad, but if everything goes well this summer...I think I may have found the city I want to work in after graduation. My opinion might change depending on how many times I get mugged in the next 2 months, though.