I started this blog over two weeks ago and I meant to finish it in a couple of days. All kinds of things have happened since. I am so busy being wined and dined by all these lovely people and having a great time, that by the time I arrive back home I just drop into bed and all my good intentions fly out of the window.
So here's where I started.
It's six am here, and I've had a lovely comfortable sleep. I went to bed around ten-thirty pm, and I woke around five am. It doesn't seem that long since I was going out at 10pm, and coming in at four or five am. Like our only woman prime minister, Mrs Thatcher, if I have 5 hours solid sleep I am wide awake and ready to get up. For anyone who doesn't know, Mrs Thatcher isn't out prime minister now, she retired years ago, in fact she's just passed on. We haven't had a woman prime minister since. From what I can gather we have fewer women in our parliment now, than we used to have. Why, I don't know?
Of course waking at five am is too early to get up, especially in some one elses house! So I have been laying there in my bed writing stories in my head. Of course as soon as I stepped out of bed and sneaked into the kitchen to get myself a glass of milk, (strong coffee would have been better, but noisier to make!) I came back into my bedroom put my computer on, and couldn't remember any of my stories. Except for one or two I can't print, well not here! I'll have to keep them for my next book, which is about the teenage years of mine and my friends from the end of WW2.
Chicago as I have said is a beautiful city. The apartments that Tim and May, Ginny's parents booked for us all were super. They were large with high ceilings and a spacious balcony which looked over a very large well kept cemetery. The apartment had three bedrooms, but only two bathrooms, so four of us had to share. As we had no teenagers there it wasn't a problem. My friend Pat who was Ginny's Gran, wasn't too well on Thursday, but we had a taxi and went to see Ginny. Like all brides she had a hundred and one jobs to do so we didn't stay long, as we left Gabe arrived and it was obvious how happy they were. It was so nice to see, I've known Ginny since she was a small girl and she was always a quiet little girl. I really admired what they were doing, they had to supply the servietts and cutlery for the wedding reception. Instead of hiring them or buying them new, they had bought and recycled old ones, and as there were over a hundred guests at the wedding it was no mean feat. (I and her family spent a couple of happy hours in her Father's appartment on the morning of the wedding, helping to wrap up the cutlery in the newly washed and ironed serviettes.)
They were having a Civil Union wedding, and it was being held at Chicago University. I don't remember what the part of the Uni was called where the wedding was being held. It was a beautiful seperate building and made a lovely venue for the wedding. Quite an old building with great architecture and wonderful rich dark wood everywhere. Friday night was a get together at a Chicago Irish pub, hosted by Tim and May, Ginny's parents. Lot's of food and drink. Bang went my diet again! I met Gabe's, mum, dad and brother and they were really sweet. It was great to meet so many really nice people and fun, so a good time was had by everyone.
(I have to tell you, 27 years ago, when I was in the USA for over a year. I found that people were so nice to me, I thought they were being sarcastic.) We Brits aren't quite so nice! I think that's because we are so much older than them, and they haven't yet found out how to be quite so caustic as we can be. I'm sure they will in another two or three hundred years!
The day of the wedding was a busy but really lovely day. Ginny and Gabe wrote and read their own vows to each other. There was a young woman there who was an Officiant of Chicago, she took charge of the ceramony. Afterwards she made a lovely speech, as she was also a friend of Ginny's from Uni. There weren't many dry eyes in the house because Ginny and Gage looked so happy. The reception was great in fact the whole day and night was so special.
My friend Pat who was Ginny's, G Nan wasn't very well, so Saturday and Sunday she rested. As the wedding was not until 3-30 and I had never seen any of Chicago. Tim's brother Mike, and his wife Rosanne took me into Chicago centre to sight see. It was awesome, I went to the Sears building which has 110 floors and went to the top with Mike and Rosanne. It was magical looking out over all Sky Scrapers, to Lake Michigan, which to me looked more like a sea, it was so vast. This was from my five foot away from the window's view. It used to be the tallest building in the USA, now it isn't. Also it has changed it's name to the Willis Tower. On the top floor they have a glass cage that you can go into if you are brave enough. Mike and Rosanne went in and so did many adults and several children. I didn't!
I found out about my aversion to heights when I was in Las Vegas with Pat. When we went to the Grand Canyon and we visited an Indian Reservation. They were the Hualapia Tribe, and they had built, 'The Grand Canyon, Sky Walk,' to attract more tourists. This is a huge piece of glass that sticks out over the Canyon, and has earned the name the Glass Horseshoe. We had paid to go onto it in our tour ticket, so we decided we should. On the tour bus a male Columbion young man had befriended us, and he decided to go onto it with us. Around the edge of the glass that was clear, was an edge of red glass about 18 inches wide. I was first onto the glass and after looking down, I immediatly decided this was where I was staying. Pat and our young friend followed me and the three of us slid around it. A official photoghrapher, walked over and offered to take our photo's and we agreed. As I was about 5 or 6 inches shorter than the other two he wanted me to stand in the middle. I wouldn't or should say couldn't move, he kept insisting that one of us should. In the end Pat hissed at him, 'Take the damned photo,' so he did.
I've meandered off as usual, so back to Chicago. Sunday, Mike and Rosanne offered to take me on the Architectural Chicago River Cruise, and Pat's, grandson Daniel and his wife Clarrisa came as well. It doesn't seem long since I was over for their wedding, they are such a good looking couple. (I really will have to learn more about how to put pictures on this site!) It was awesome looking up at the architecture, There were Sky Scrapers of every size, and beautifull shapes. Curves that looked as though they just shouldn't work, but did. It was a long cruise and it was quite windy it so reminded me of home. Well, they do call it The Windy City, and I live on Windy Walney, but that's where the likeness ends. I love my town, but Chicago is awesome, and at night it is a large sparkling jewel coloured beauty. It was another really good outing as Mike and Rosanne are also full of fun and I had a good time. Then on Monday we flew to where I am now which is Sun City, in Indian Land, South Carolina.
That was three weeks ago and I have met a group of ladies who wanted to know more about my books. Although I'm now on Kindle Amazon, and they are now reading them, they wanted a book so I will have to have more printed as I've promised to send them some. I didn't bring any because 'Cos That's The Way It Was, has been out so long, I thought no one would be interested. I haven't published the mother's story 'Cos That's The Way it Is, in book form yet, it's just on Kindle. So that is my next project.
Just before I go I want to say to all my fibro friends. It does get better and you are a great group, just carry on supporting each other as you are(-:
Well time to say bye, I'm so slow doing this blog it has taken me most of the day. Now it's almost dinner time.
So Bye All
Take care and be happy. xxx