My mother wants my social life. And she can have it.
Let me first point out that I don't actually live in Chicago.
Last Friday night we went to the Opening Night of the Nutcracker Ballet/Family Party, as detailed below. In Chicago.
On Saturday we attended the annual Children's Christmas party at my club. In Chicago.
On Sunday my husband and I went to the annual Carol Sing/Dinner given by friends, guess where? That's right; Chicago.
Today I'll be taking the Girl Scouts to sing carols at retirement home in the suburbs. Then I'll be taking myself to sing carols at different retirement home, located where? Very good. Chicago. Afterwards I'll have dinner with my husband to celebrate my birthday because
on Tuesday, which actually is my birthday, I'll be leading the singers in the annual Stanley Paul sing-along in Chicago.
Wednesday I have a rehearsal for future Christmas music making, and you'll never guess where it will be.
Thursday I have a ladies' luncheon. IN CHICAGO.
What I need is driver. And a cheap source of gas.