Our house. In the middle of our street.

Greetings. I won't give you an excuse about how busy I was because let's face it, we're all busy. The weather's taken a turn for the worse in Chicago. The nights dip down into the 40's (about 9 C). We've been having spurts of crazy rain and the other night we had a tornado warning close by. We were all in the car on the way to dinner and the kids looked pretty terrified. Of course it was nothing that a little tandoori chicken and saag paneer didn't solve.

My bosses must have sensed my frustration at work because they gave me a promotion yesterday. I have 3 more months on my old projects which includes traveling to meet individually with my team. At the very least I'll hit Utah (shout out to all my mormon readers!), Toronto and Quebec.

The (American) football season has started. The Chicago Bears are undefeated so far which makes D very happy. He's only made bread once this season because we've just had so much to do on the weekends. This year for game day we try and make something that is associated with the team we play. The first game was against the Green Bay Packers (Wisconsin). We made slow-cooked bratwurst with cheese and summer sausage.




D baked homemade rolls and a loaf of french bread for the week.

This weekend is one of my best friend's wedding. I'm on a mission to find shoes that are fancy and stylish yet comfortable for salsa dancing.


Ley and Steve got a lot of nice things for their new house.

Ley has her Masters in Psychology and uses her training in their relationship. There's a lot of talk about feelings and emotions in every conversation. I told D last week that I feel sad when he leaves his dirty socks on the floor because I take it as a sign of disrespect. He silently went over and picked up his socks but gave me a look like I had just escaped from a Psych Ward.

Finally, I leave you with pictures of the Girl's first haircut. Despite being a little over 2 years old, the Girl's hair has shown minimal signs of taming. What it lacks in length it makes up for in equal parts curl and frizz.

Before


We went to the same place that we took the Boy for his first cut. They have little cars that you can sit in and watch your favorite program.



After
She had little sparkly barrettes on the sides and the woman sprinked glitter in her hair ("Momma! I'm a glidder pwrincess"). The gitter must have had specks of glue on it because I still can't get it out.

Hope everyone is doing well.