Tim & Darrell Come To Town

We took them to our favourite restaurant, any old excuse for Wildfire works for me. We had a number of cocktails, even Jonesy, which really surprised me, and as usual a fabulous steak dinner. Tim decided that as it was late and he was tired, he wouldn't have steak as it might be too much food and give him indigestion, so instead he order Chicken and ribs. Half a chicken and a crap load of ribs, four times the size of my steak..nice work Jones!
On Friday we decided a little retail therapy was in order, although Jones wasn't too keen, being a firm "I don't like to shop" person. However he soon got into the spirit of things buying more than Darrell who had being ridiculed for his desire to shop. Everything from t-shirts, jeans and belts were Jones' items of choice.
We had to eventually drag them both out of the mall several hours later for our trip to the hockey. Tim again wasn't sure he would enjoy it, but as a big hockey fan Darrell was really excited. Turns out Tim is a hockey fan too, he loved it, and also loved eyeing up the girls around us! However, for the first time ever since I have been to a game, they lost. So I am never taking them to a game with me again!
Saturday was a much more leisurely day. We had planned a trip to a local winery, The Glunz Family Winery, they import grapes from California mostly and also use locally grown raspberries. They have a tasting room very close to us, in the Historic Village of Longrove, where you can taste up to a dozen different wines and ports, fabulous, unless you are driving :-( We all had a great time, and I enjoyed some of the wines, trying to be selective with the ones I thought I would enjoy most. Jones in particular seemed to enjoy the raspberry wine from a chocolate cup, see if you can spot that in the pictures.

On Sunday, the guys had Bears vs Packers tickets, and were very excited about the game. Lorraine and Tim planned their journey to the game, and we planned to meet up with them later, for a tour of the city. Packing them off at the El station, with a huge breakfast inside them and several layers of thermals, shirts and jackets, we met up with them later at the Art Institute, for the tour. The Bears won, so Tim was happy, although they both said the game was scrappy.


Monday was their last day and Darrell still wanted a leather coat, so more shopping ensued, and TIM, not Darrell, bought more stuff. Packing was interesting, as despite having brought an extra bag with our stuff in, and not having full bags originally, it was now a struggle to squeeze everything in. They eventually managed it with Darrell actually packing Tim's bag as opposed to simply throwing everything in. We dropped them at the airport around five and went home to collapse from exhaustion.

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