That is just one of the many new sayings I picked up this weekend. And lookie lookie, we nabbed ourselves a cute sailor just for this group picture!

Chicago was a BLAST! There were 10 of us in 2 hotel rooms. Thursday night the first 6 of us arrived to be greeted by our hostess, who lives in IL. We hit the market and stocked the first room with all the necessities. You know, booze, beer and munchies. Oh yeah, someone managed to toss in a couple of bananas and veggies, too. Dirty Whores!

We lounged around our hotel room, drinking beer, bs’ing and just catching up. Dinner was served in our room that night. No, we didn’t have room service, we were in Chicago, what do you think we had? That’s right, baby, pizza. Damn, that was the best fricken pizza I’ve EVER had.

Friday afternoon, while we waited for the last 3 girls to arrive, we shopped a bit. Once the girls got into town we went to lunch and back to the market for more booze. As seen here.

We hung out in our room for a little bit until it was time to mosey on over to The Melting Pot for a 3 hour dinner of fondue, drinks, laughing, singing and viciously harassing our waiter, Erik, who we coaxed into showing us his nipple ring.

Saturday afternoon was spent in Chicago at Navy Pier. We did more shopping, had lunch, walked around, took lots of pictures (that’s where the girls nabbed the cute sailor in the picture above) and just had a nice afternoon out. We walked a few blocks to a mall and the girls stumbled into Sephora where they all had their make up done and came out looking hotter than they did when they first walked in!

Back to our hotel to begin the Saturday night party! I think that was our wildest night of them all. So loud and wild that at one point there was a complaint about our noise level. Oops! The smokers would step outside and eventually our party moved out to the side entrance of the hotel. We made ourselves comfortable and hung out there for a couple of hours. Yeah, well…we got busted there too. Can you believe we got kicked INTO our hotel room! The security guard made us abandon our new parking lot party post and go back into our room, where we continued to party until after 2:00 a.m..

Sunday was time to bid farewell to two of our ladies, our school teacher who wouldn’t ditch school no matter how much we tried to bribe her with beer bottle caps and our horse riding version of Princess Diana.

We spent the rest of that day recuperating, um, I mean chilling. Watched a few movies and decided on one last dinner out, Mexican food and Margarita’s, baby!

It was Monday and our trip had officially come to an end. We all headed to the airport for our last round of hugs, kisses and tears. A couple of us had flights that didn’t leave til later that morning so we got a couple extra hours of hanging out together. With that sort of time on our hands there was nothing else to do but eat. And what was left in Chicago that we hadn’t eaten yet? You guessed it, a Chicago dog. Oh baby, that dog was pure heaven. I’ll never look at another hot dog the same again.

I managed to hit LA at 3:15 and by 4:30 I was in the arms of my waiting children. Man I missed those two. Then later I did something I swore I’d never do again, I drove to Mister’s job. I missed my man and didn’t want to wait til Monday to see him. Ahhh, lots of good hugs and kisses. Just what I needed.

So my annual trip is now over. We’re all home and back to work. I miss my girlfriends, they’re a wonderful group of ladies. I’ll get to see 3 of them in March when they fly out here to LA so we can head to Ensenada, Mexico, for the weekend!

Thanks for another wonderful and memorable weekend, ladies. I love you.