A New Year

I turned 27 this past week. It's a good age. Very mature and womanly, yet still young and attractive. I was a bit worried that it would be a disappointment, being alone out here. But the people in my branch were super nice to remember and send me lots of messages. And, at enrichment, they lit a candle on an éclair for me. (We were learning how to make them). I also went to dinner at a cute Italian restaurant with a new friend here in Chicago. So, all in all, I got enough attention. Now, it's just time to pull things together this year.

And, the ballet...

I went to the ballet last night. It was three short ones by Anthony Tudor, all pretty good. I am just amazed at these dancers. So much strength and gracefulness.

Skating on a Foggy February Evening

A February Snowstorm

Oh the joys of parallel parking. In the city. In the snow.

Classical Music

I noticed that they started playing classical music in the lobby of my apartment building. I think I like it. It's nice to come in from the cold to a big open lobby and have classy music playing.

Snow and the City

Here are some pictures I took. The skyscraper ones are from the observation deck of the John Hancock Building. Then, on the way home I took some pictures in my neighborhood.

Good News!

Well, finally all my bags were delivered. It was kind of weird to get home on Sunday with no bags to unpack. Thankfully, I had another toothbrush here.

Also--they finally got my elevator working! It's right outside my door, so no more struggling with all my packages through the stairway. I only live on the 2nd floor, but it's still wonderful. It only took them 4 months.