Burn and Rave

I love Chicago.  I just saw an ad for a Canine Cruise on Lake Michigan.  I can take my Rockie with me to enjoy the Chicago skyline!  $20(-$5 coupon) for owner + $6 for dog.  But then again, I could also take my dog out for a run around the neighborhood for free which I think he would appreciate much more than being cramped in my grasp and rocked on a boat for three hours.  Still, good to know what’s out there.  That’s how it has been for my entire existence in Chicago.  I absolutely love the city for all the festivals and attractions.  I don’t have time to attend them, but I’m still glad to know that the options are out there and think about them as I hurry on my way between patient rooms and calculating ins and outs.

My neighbor’s daughter and another neighbor’s niece were playing together and they stopped to chit chat with me as I pulled in from biking and started to pump my tires.  Nicknames, Disney movies, birthdays… then they ask me my age.  And then they ask me if I’m married.  I’m not.  So the seven year old niece decides to give me some dating advice by telling me about an episode from a dating show and then concluding,

“So you need to find a man who loves you for who you are, and not some big-headed jerk.” 

I laughed so hard, that moment was definitely the highlight of my day, next to biking next to the park and smelling the fresh scent of trees.  Kids say the funniest things, and they often contain the undiluted truth.