Chicago - Day Three - Take Me Out to the Ballgame

One of the things MS was most excited about was going to the Cubs game/seeing Wrigley Field. Like a good wife, I went along, and like a smart wife, I bargained for some shopping time at H&M.

First, Wrigleyville.

We had to eat at the Houndstooth, being Alabama fans and all.

We won't talk about the fact that our waitress didn't know what a yellowhammer was. Sigh.

 Me and MS, and an action shot of a local runner. Just keeping it real. Yes, MS is wasting away.

 They did figure out what a yellowhammer was, luckily, since that was MS' drink of choice. I documented mid-sentence. I take those liberties as blog writer.

  A collage - aka I'm trying to figure out Picasa.

 I wore the closest I could to Cubs colors. I may should have accessorized with some red. Hindsight is 20/20. We sat in the outfield bleachers, because you are supposed to for the experience. It was a great view, but got a little warm.

View of the skyline from the bleachers.

Deep thoughts on beer number two, or three.

  A quick snapshot of our hotel between stores.

I promised I would be back to the Hershey store for this smore treat. It was worth every calorie.

We had a great time in the Windy City and would definitely go back - if for no other reason than the food. If you get a chance to visit, pack your stretchy pants and jump on a plane.