Becca and I go to a thrift store, and when we come home (after less than an hour) the boys have gotten Goldeneye set up on the Nintendo 64 and begun shooting each other in the head.
So at the thrift store, I found this amazing sequin and maribou jacket, which I am calling a bed jacket for when I have Lambeau Field. I hope I do not get blood on it. I went back and forth for SO LONG trying to decide if it was really worth buying, or just photographing and remembering, and because I am a weirdo, I decided that the answer was PURCHASE. I proceeded to then wear it all over the city, to the envious stares of tourists and locals alike. I am a total weirdo.
Our big trip yesterday was heading to the Sears Tower.
Our feet, standing in the pop out box.
I have no idea what we're standing in front of, because my mom did not let me watch Married with Children. I know, I didn't miss much.
At the Bean.
At the Chicago Cultural Center, the former library.
Tim and Meg met in 2003 at UCLA, only three weeks before Meg graduated, and only three months before she moved to Canada for graduate school. They dated long distance for a year, got engaged in 2004 and married in 2005. Tim makes video games as an actual job. After five years in LA, in a 500 square foot apartment, we moved back behind the Orange Curtain and bought our first house in October 2009. We followed up that fun by having our first daughter, Elizabeth Rosemarie in October 2010.
Tim is 6'6" and Meg is 5'3". Yes, we know we look mismatched in pictures. Yes, Meg tries to stand on things to be taller whenever she can.