I finally watched The Help on Friday night. Great movie, but the book was better.
Saturday was a looong day filled with great things. It started with my annual Christmas lunch with my birthmom. We had Lou Malnatis, and she reminded me of the time she caught my half brothers rappelling out their bedroom window. Clearly, the sickness I have runs in the family. Since she reads my blog, she knew about the brunch I'm planning and got me champagne glasses for mimosas! Such a thoughtful gift! I can't wait to use them!
After brunch I stopped for a quick manicure, then picked up Jen and headed over to the Music Box Theater for White Christmas. The Music Box is this cool vintage theater that does things like the sing-along Sound of Music and midnight showings of 3D 70's porn. Every year they do a double feature of White Christmas and It's a Wonderful Life. People get all dressed up in their Christmas apparel and sing along and heckle and, I'm pretty sure, drink during the movie. Before the movie starts, Santa comes out and leads the audience in caroling.
It's a very "Chicago" event. I don't know if that makes sense, but I think you get it if you've been to it. Jen and I had a blast. I love that movie so much. This scene always makes me laugh so hard I cry:
After the movie, I met up with my old friend Mike at a bar. Mike is part of this group of guys I hung out with in high school. I love hanging out with him. I haven't seen him in ten years, but it's so comfortable to be with him. We went to see another friend of ours, Johnny (yes, that is the name on his birth certificate), play with his cover band. They were really good, but it was pretty hilarious to see this guy who used to be so rock 'n' roll rockin' out to Kesha. But he told me he's just happy to be getting paid to play his guitar, and I can't blame him for that.
I drove Mike home after the show, and he invited me in for a drink. The conversation was so good I didn't leave till 4 a.m. I love those nights where you're having so much fun you don't want the night to end, but then I hate the next day.
Luckily, my schedule for the next day was pretty light. The only thing on the agenda was a cookie decorating party at Cyndee's. How adorable is that? I realized that I am definitely remedial in the art of cookie decorating. Look at how intently Kris is spreading that frosting!
And look at Whitney's gorgeous plate of cookies! So much fun!
The best part, of course, was eating the cookies. I brought home a plate that night, and they were gone by the time I got home from work the next day. Cyndee always hosts such fun events! I know I probably sound obnoxiously happy, but it really was a fabulous weekend. And soon I will be moving back to the city, so there are many more fabulous weekends coming soon!
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