Labor Day Weekend

Friday: Had a quiet Friday because I had to work 1/2 day on Saturday.

Saturday: After work we headed into the suburbs for Chicago Pagan Pride Day, only after a stop for lunch a Cracker Barrel. PPD was held at a historic house in the city of Oak Park. It was rather odd to go to PPD in such an urban setting, the house had quiet a large yard and a few very old trees on the premises, but it was not the wide open state park that I was used to in Chattanooga.

The house itself was spectacular, filled with antiques and historical artifacts. I am sure that this house was used to being the setting of weddings or more formal events and was probably rather confused at the hedonistic energy that was filling its rooms on this weekend.

Other than the urban setting it was similar to PPD back home. There were quiet a few more vendors than we used to have, but Chicago is just a bit larger than Chattanooga so there are more metaphysical stores in the area to serve as vendors. Workshops were offered, but we chose just to meander around the vendor booths and see what we could find. I came home with a Stag pendant and Noelle found a beautiful plaque of Cerridwen. We didn't make it there in time for ritual but that was o.k. with us. I must say that I was both surprised and proud that the crowd wasn't overwhelming, it looked to be only slightly larger than the crowds that we had in Chattanooga. This rather shocked me since the population of Chicago and surrounding suburbs is over 9 million and Nooga ain't near that big. I was proud of the fact that we did have a great turn out at our PPD comparatively speaking. SO BE PROUD CHATTANOOGA.

Our next stop was the big city. Drove all around Michigan Ave and Lakeshore Dr. seeing all of the sights from the comfort of the car. We ended up at Navy Pier in the late evening and just wandered around for a bit soaking in the atmosphere. Grabbed a bite to eat at the food court since we both refused to wait an hour and a half at one of the larger eateries. As soon as it got dark we jumped on the slowest Ferris wheel I have ever ridden, but it was a great view of the city. After that we wandered a bit more as I pondered why anyone would pay $4.50 for a 12oz beer. We ate junk food and people watched until time for the fireworks. All in all we had a great time and didn't get home until 1am, which is totally late for me any more.

Sunday: Didn't do a damned thing but lay on the couch and nap

Monday: Was more productive than yesterday. Got some writing done, grass mowed, and laundry finished. Having a cook out with Noelles parents around 5. OH shit, that is is 10 min, gotta run

Namaste
JAH