Another Typical Mik Weekend... zzzzzz....

From the "I'm not as good as I once was but I'm as good once as I ever was" department....

I seem to be fully recovered (I think) from last weekend. I went on a long long venture without much sleep to speak of (read: NONE) but I guess I still got it when it comes to pulling an all nighter... I suppose an explanation is in order here. Friday, I was supposed to travel with the hockey team to Chicago for a pair of games on Friday and Saturday night. Well, I couldn't make it to the bus on time Friday morning so I drove from my house out to the Windy City. No big deal. I figured four and a half hours and I'd be sitting in my hotel room with my feet up. OOPS! I get to the South side of Chi-town, and make the tragic mistake of going through town to get to the northwest suburbs. OUCH. The actual distance is something like 40 miles. It took me nearly THREE HOURS to get through there. And on top of it, there was a driving rainstorm going through! I know those of you who live in or near big cities are chortling at this point. But I live in a small town with the nearest big city being Detroit. And while Motown is a decent sized city, it sure ain't Chicago. Anyway, I get into town, and we win each night. Life is good. I decide to take the same expressway back out of town because the Chicago folks told me (after they stopped laughing at the thought of me driving through downtown on a Friday afternoon and in a rainstorm) that late on Saturday night there wouldn't be bumper to bumper traffic and I should be able to get right through. Well, I decided to go for it and they were right. I got out of Chicago in a decent amount of time and five hours later, in the middle of the night, I make it home. But only to change clothes and gas up the car. I took a quick nap and got up cause I had to hit the road down I-75, six hours to rural Kentucky. My gal pal was in a wedding (one of her best friends got married but it was on very short notice so I couldn't change my schedule) and I had to miss it cause I was in Chicago. While everyone understood and said "we understand", I knew that I had to go down there and somehow try and make it up to her. My gal pal is the most amazing human being i've ever known. But I knew she was kind of bummed at the prospect of me not being there. I got there late Sunday morning, and knew that she and everyone else would be in Church like any other normal Sunday. So I drove to the Church and I was late (big surprise) and so I snuck in and sat in the last row with one of my gal pals good friends. Lindsay looks at me and whispers "I heard you were coming here from Chicago... oh my gosh, you are like the most awesome boyfriend to come down like this." I smiled and thought, "yeah, but that's only because I disappointed everyone by not making it down for the wedding." I had told my gal pal that I probably wouldn't get to Church on time and that I'd meet her at a restaurant afterwards. She was sitting up front in Church so she didn't see me. After the service, I walked up to her and the look on her face was priceless. She lit up like a Christmas tree and was so genuinely thrilled to see me. After that, I didn't feel like a dirtbag for missing the wedding. We went to eat after we left the Church and had a wonderful afternoon together. She told me about the wedding and was a little surprised that I didn't tell her that I missed the bus going to Chicago. "If I had known you were driving to Chicago AND THEN here afterwards, I would've told you not to and to just stay home"... to which I replied "yeah, I know... that's why I didn't tell you." Well, we spent about four hours together and I had to jump in the car (okay 'jump' might be too strong a word, maybe 'pour myself into my car' might be more accurate) and then make the six hour trek back home to start another wonderful week on monday. Tired? abso-freakin-lutely. But after seeing her so happy to see me, it was an easy drive back home.

Mik's World Tour Around The Midwest Logistics:
Each way between Chicago and Home- 350 miles (700 total)
Each way between Home and Rual Kentucky- 400 miles (800 total)

The look on my gal pal's face when she saw me- PRICELESS!!!