24 February 2008
5 viva chicago!
i've had the plague. it has apparently left me so snotty and insensible that i only just this morning resurfaced from my delirium to realize i have lazed through the entire week and weekend of my chiversary.
this time for celebrating my city has instead been spent swanning about the sofa, being intimate with a box of kleenex, mainlining vitamin water, downing super-extreme-extra-maximum-strength decongestants, and beseeching the vieve for pity (alas, she has none).
thus, i did only one girl in the city thing on this my second chiversary. actually, make that two.
one, i accompanied croftie to try on dresses for The Thing That Is Happening Next October (never mind that i sneezed and wheezed and snotted in the sacred presence of vera wang).
two, i woke up this morning and dragged my coughing, sneezing, snotty self from bed, and in the glow of the christmas tree i have yet to take down, the vieve nuzzling my bare legs, i stood in the kitchen sipping champagne on a sunday at 7 a.m.
sometimes the smallest celebrations are the best.