i have been SO jealous of will during the closing of this election season, because he is in chicago, where it all went down! he lives about 1.5 miles away from grant park, where thousands gathered to celebrate obama's victory and hear his speech. i soooo would've been there, eating it all up, buying all of those great newspapers with the awesome covers of the win, rubbing shoulders with oprah. sigh.

to top it all, will even SAW obama on friday! he was going to a dinner party at a friend's, and as he was approaching the apartment building, he saw a bunch of black cars waiting outside the building. he said to his friend "do you think obama is going to come out?" immediately after he said that, obama came out of the building after a workout. he got in the car, and his window was rolled down, and he waved at the small group of people outside, including will. aaah!

too bad i hadn't gone two months earlier. so not fair!

yes, that's right. in less than 3 months i will leave my beloved home of 27 years to go to a strange and foreign land called chicago. i know that sounds dramatic, but i've been feeling a mixture of sadness and scared-ness as i think about it all.

i went to chicago last month and felt tons of wonderful things like excitement, anticipation and adventure. it was great.

but my trip this past weekend left me feeling anxious and apprehensive about the unknown called my future. as i was praying at a starbucks (i never felt so happy to be at a starbucks in my life - i've had lots of good times with god there, and seeing as all starbucks are the same, it was a touch of familiarity to me in an unfamiliar place ), i asked god questions like: who will be my friends here? what church will i go to? will i find a job? what will marriage be like? will i be happy? will i learn to get around? will i survive the cold winter? will you be with me here?

i'm sorta freaking out right now. just a litttle.


btw, know any good churches out there?


maybe these pics will cheer me up.









the weather was perfect this weekend. they told me there were only a few precious more weekends like this before the cold struck.

i was looking at jackets and the lady at northface asked me what i had in mind. i told her i'm moving from LA in january and looking for something to keep me warm. i told her, "to give you a better idea, i'm the type of person that gets cold IN LOS ANGELES".

you should have seen the look on her face.