The trip to Chicago is off. Those two great meddlers in the best laid plans intervened: Time and Money. Both fell short.
I would love to regale you with the tale as to why we wanted to make it to Chicago for our tenth wedding anniversary, but I am under a gag order. Let me just say that seeing you all would have been the the icing on the cake and leave it at that.
I would have met all my friends from the "Land of Lincoln", as well as my buddies from the state with the worlds longest fresh water shore line, Michigan. I am deeply saddened to say it was not to be. I so wanted to make it happen, but it wasn't in the cards.
I so want the occasion to be marked with something special; after all, we are entering double digits here. I want this to sparkle and hum with the promise of what the next ten years are going to hold. I want it to be magical.
All of you that stop by our little cyber-bar have a love. I found mine eleven years ago, and I so wanted to share her with you on this trip, but the best laid plans of mice and lovers are quickly rent asunder, or something to that effect.
We could all get together for New Years at Mackinac Island or Niagara Falls? Check with Flannery about scheduling and get back to me.