After weeks of hiatus from literal recollection, I retreat to this wonderful world of verbage creation.

I just got back from a business trip in Illinois. Spent two weeks in Central IL. Ugh. Talk about cold weather. That was damn nasty! Now, I'm back in 70 degree weather and loving every minute of it. I'm also closer to my baby. I missed hearing his voice over the phone. Seeing him. Distance isn't that bad after all, it only makes the yearning for one another strong... sometimes to the point of extreme horniness.. hahahahahahaha (no one will ever argue with that!)

From the trip, I was able to drive up to Chicago. I was almost teary eyed when I saw the magnificent Chicago skyline. With my Chevy Trail Blazer, I rode down Michigan Avenue to get absorbed in the vibrant Saturday afternoon in the city. I immediately looked for parking and found a great deal, $6 per day on weekends. Fabulous!!! Parked the SUV and off to my friends condo on Huron Street. By the way, I was with a co-worker when I drove to Chicago. Met up with Philip (a close friend of mine from work who's assigned in Chicago) and we all left for shopping... the Magnificent Mile. I draped my pashmina scarf, wore my Banana Republic cashmere/wool trench coat and my leather gloves. Off to Nieman Marcus, Marshall Fields, SAKS, and Bloomingdales. Fantabulous time. Shopping always makes me happy. :) Before I get any slapping from friends saying I'm too shallow... I'm going to stop there.

Two days ago my honey and I met up for the first time since I got back. It was fun. Had dinner at Italianni's and just talked. I miss him a lot. His hair's grown. Not sure what I think of it though, but it maybe just coz I need to get used to it. We went to Powerbooks afterwards and browsed through several titles. I immediately searched for Confessions of a Shopaholic as I have heard so many good reviews about it. I'm glad I found it and went on to buy the book. This is going to be my second attempt at becoming a reader (I'm not a huge fan of books you see).

Last night, started reading the book. Lo and behold, I actually breezed through the pages so quickly. I'm amazed at how entertained I was from reading. Sheesh. I'm glad I was influenced by my honey to read again. I do have to take it slow as I don't want to scare myself away by reading another Garcia-Marquez novel.