You can take the girl out of the city, but not the city out of the girl.
There is this feeling I get every time I see the Chicago skyline. It's my favorite city (not that I've been to hundreds of metropolitan areas long enough to know if they are worthy of such admiration), and I seriously feel so at home when I get there.
Having grown up on the outskirts of "The City," as we would call it, I have been to Chicago hundreds of times. Memories include hitting museums with my dad, New Year's Eve parties with Scott and friends, my bachelorette party, Christmas shopping and hitting the town with Mike & Molly, and many more.
More memories are to be made this weekend as myself and five other married girlfriends are heading to Chi-town for what should be a wild and crazy time.
I'm calling it the first annual Desperate Housewives weekend.
Oh, yeah. There will be more.
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