We watched the Blackhawk's game both Friday and Sunday night. Sunday night was obviously a lot better than Friday!! Mike and I had drinks and dinner at Sports Corner, which we ended up cutting short as there was a birthday party there and the attendees were NOT watching the game. Everyone out on the patio could not believe it.
On Saturday, we woke up and went to the Mustache Bash to benefit Children's Memorial Hospital. Since Alessandra got sick, it was just Mike & I again. We have decided that as a couple, it is lame to go on bar crawls with only one another as no one ever comes up to you and everyone is already in huge groups. Therefore, after an hour and a half of pure bliss with my stache, we left to eat at Dag's for pizza. The night ended with watching The Blind Side. The movie was kinda sappy, but very good. I loved Sandra Bullock in it, but I do question whether the Oscar and all of the other awards she won were necessarily earned. It seemed more that she was a good actress that got an amazing script. She did not make the story for me; the story line did.On Sunday, we had to go to a funeral for one of Mike's doctors he calls on wife (did that make sense?). It was one of the most beautiful funerals I have attended and I know that I will go into detail following, but I have never seen anything like this. The wife had died suddenly of a heart attack while working out and was only in her early 60s at the latest. The husband, Mike's doctor, truly loved his wife. She worked reception and was always smiling and cheerful and the doctor just adored her to pieces. Her dying broke his heart so he decided to pay tribute by building a pure Italian granite mausoleum at Rosehill Cemetery in Chicago. Leading up to the door of it is a rock path he built with plants and flowers he planted. There is also imported stain glass. As if that wasn't enough, he orchestrated a ceremony which had a religious ritual in the main area of the cemetery, which afterwards, the wife's casket was carried onto a carriage drawn by two white horses and a man with a top hat. Think Cinderella. Following the casket were two women playing violins and then the procession of approximately 150-300 people. When we arrived at her mausoleum, the ceremony continued with food, a ten-string band and a woman singer who sounded amazing. It was honestly beautiful. And the greatest part was that it rained for about ten minutes and then became beautiful again. It was just so symbolic of new life and all the other stories I have heard again and again in religious class. Everyone loved this woman and she effected so many people in a positive manner. Thanks to her husband she had a gorgeous ceremony fit for a queen, but it was the hundreds of people who attended who really made the event special.
We ended the day with the dog park and the Blackhawk's game and that was my weekend! So full of fun thanks to my buddies and so full of thanks due to the funeral I attended. I only hope to be remembered as nicely as she was.
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