So how lucky were WE back in June when my husband's boss and friend asked us to join he and his wife for pizza, fireworks and a ride down the Chicago River on a private yacht back in June. I can't believe it's taken me this long to write about it, because it ended up being one of the highlights of our summer.
It was the perfect night: cool and crisp, not a cloud in the sky. I don't even think we hit traffic driving downtown, magical from the start.
It was a really fun group, three couples in all, dressed warmly in fleeces against the breeze from the lake. This boat even came with it's own friendly captain, Dan.
For me, the ultimate highlight of the evening was when one of my husband's customers asked, "What's for dessert?" None of us had thought to bring anything, but LUCKILY we just HAPPENED to be a few blocks from the most fabulous place in town for brownies, tarts, cookies, cakes and more...Fox and Obel.
I offered (of COURSE) to hop out (well, scramble up a wooden wall, totally undignified-like, was more like it...good thing I wore jeans) while they docked the boat illegally at Dick's Last Resort and waited for me to come back with a variety of desserts. Scott's cash was burning a hole in my pocket and I literally had an adrenaline rush going as I surveyed the plethora of treats sitting in front of me at that amazing grocery store. 
We cruised up and down the river, gazing at the beautifully lit buildings. I felt like a rock star, perched on the bow of the boat, watching the city slowly float by.
We ended the evening out on the lake, anchored for a perfect view of the skyline and then the fireworks that are shot off at Navy Pier every Wednesday and Saturday nights in the summertime.
What a night.
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So, I was telling Burress about your pix of this on FB last night...I felt the need to explain to him how cool and romantic the evening must have felt - like being in a movie or something. But, unlike many romantic movie scenes, this one probably actually really WAS romantic.
Unlike kissing in the rain in the movies. In real life, it's just salty and cold. Not romantic.
But this boat ride....how lovely....I can imagine the good feelings when time stands still at moments like those. :)
-Kristin
Yeah, I'm not feeling very romantic at the moment though. Scott just told me he's playing in a golf championship all STINKING WEEKEND. Like gone Sat, Sun Monday until 3pm. GRRRRrrrrr.
Nevermind. He's just going to play Saturday. I feel sweet and romantic again. Ha.
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