Sydney, I Don’t Think We’re In St. Paul Anymore

One evening in early May, I went to bed in St. Paul, Minnesota. The next day, I woke up in Chicago, Illinois. I swear. The wind hasn’t stopped blowing here since May 10th. Some days, I think the wind is going to take one of my kids up-up-and-away, a la’ the Flying Nun. Even without the funny hat.

Rachel, Sydney, and I are walking sinuses. I think each of us has gained 10 lbs in the last week, all of it concrete crap in our heads.

All this wind inspires some folks to tell the old joke:
Q: Why has it become so windy in Minnesota?
A: Because the Dakotas blow and Wisconsin sucks.
Of course, that joke goes over really well with the folks in the office from Wisconsin.

Don’t have much else to say, just need to complain.