It’s cliche, there are no objections there, but there really is no place like home. I’m back in the Chi-town, where the politics are always windy and the city always seems to suck me in. With the Bear’s season fresh in the air (rain or shine – I’m no fair weather fan), it’s a place I’m proud to call home. No punches against Nashville (I love you Music City), but it’s undeniable that home will always hold a special place in the heart.

So what am I doing? I’m visiting family and friends, munching down all the Chicago style pizza that i can, hopefully visiting the art museum, tearing up the night life, noshing on Portillo’s (or my favorite, Scooby’s) and topping it off with whatever I can in a week. Any suggestions? What am I missing?

Speaking of art, I went to my good friend Gillian Taylor’s art showing yesterday. I ended up purchasing some great photography. If you get a chance, check it out here… http://www.gilliantaylorartistry.com

That’s all for today! Gotta run and grab a Bear Claw and some coffee.