We are having a blast. Seriously. We are loving living in a city of decent size, with decent weather. I am also loving working at a place where securing the next R01 isn't that big of a priority. I take days off. Isn't that crazy? Last week, Nico and I drove out to Earlville to pick strawberries. It was a bit of a drive, but worth it in my book.
And since we had so many strawberries, we made strawberry pie this weekend. I mean, what else would you have done. I brought one in yesterday and was declared queen of the pies at work.
Friday had an MRI on Friday (guess what? He has a torn rotator cuff. It's a good thing he lives with a doctor. Because I diagnosed that mess a year ago). This necessitated me staying home with Nico on Friday. Which started with us going to breakfast at a freaking Swedish restaurant. In our neighborhood. It is called Tre Kronor and is our go-to place to go when family and friends are in town. Look what Nico had:
Doesn't that look heavenly? After said breakfast, Nico and I went to the library. The library stresses me out a bit because they don't have many firetruck or police car books. But we'll find them, I think.
Saturday night, we headed down to Navy Pier. We had dinner and walked around. Nico took us to the Children's Museum store and we picked up a couple of t-shirts for his birthday (Chicago Police and Chicago Fire Department). Which is very awesome. Do you see them wearing sweatshirts? Awesometown!! I remember this time last year playing a game of soccer in Tallahassee where I had sweat dripping off my eyebrows. And I was standing in goal. Seriously.
Sunday we played soccer. We joined an 8 v 8 league on a team that already has a goalkeeper. You know what that means? Me playing in the field. Which you know is never good for business. The bad news is that we ended up losing someone to a red card and then proceeded to lose the game. The good news is that it wasn't me. So I have that going for me.
This week I have Thursday and Friday off... so we're probably going to have some more adventures.
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