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10:32 a.m. crabby >:(
11:49 a.m. Met Aharona and her friend for breakfast. I am no longer crabby.

I really am a grumpy girl when I'm not fed. I don't mean to be!

11:57 a.m. finally time for a shower. yay!

Didn't really have the chance before breakfast. Several people trying to use one little bathroom sometimes works out that way.

1:13 p.m. time for some shopping!

And oh, was there shopping!

1:48 p.m. there's a guy on the train who is so pretty! I'll not tell him. For multiple reasons.

4:55 p.m. did a lot of damage at Lush.
5:33 p.m. lush bags are heavy

This was after I talked myself out of buying some Prada frames at some eyeglass/sunglass place at northbridge. They were pretty though. Sparkley! And cute! Oh well! I went to Lush for staples I was out of and managed to get a few extra things too. But free stuff so it works out, I think. Well after the fact - the store was just overwhelming - I remembered that there were things that Mary wanted me to pick up last time I was there. Drat!

6:51 p.m. Waiting for dinner to arrive. Then going to fireworks.

We got dinner delivered. Pizza for Steve & Mom and some stuffed shell pasta for me. The sauce was fabulous. Then Rita & Tomas picked us up and we headed down to Navy Pier to watch fireworks. Tomas did some daring parking but it all worked. No one got stuck getting out.

8:26 p.m. at Navy Pier to watch fireworks!
8:34 p.m. this might be entertaining. we are closely surrounded by lots of people.
8:18 p.m. the fireworks were short, but pretty. minus the parts I didn't see because of the sucky people in front of me.
9:36 p.m. having a frozen strawberry margarita at el chango loco. gotta wait for the crowd to thin a bit.
9:47 p.m. Steve's mom is drinking a beer. Aww!

Rita & Mom both had a beer each. I think I much preferred my strawberry margarita.

/end night.

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