This can only be a sign of good things to come...
Today I dashed home from watching my niece to change clothes, put away clean laundry and rush to meet some friends from my old job for dinner. I dawdled a bit - put on makeup, received a shipment of wine from our wine club and left thinking I'd be a dab tardy.
I hustled to the train, right behind a fancy-booted woman. I heard the train approaching. Fancy boots gave up her chase, I ran! Fast! As I saw the train pull in I feared the worst - could I make it?!? I zoomed up the stairs and hopped on the train - magical.
Seriously, I hopped on the magical CTA Holiday Train - the best train ever. The holiday train spends a few days of the holiday season on each train line, only makes a few runs and is a truly magical sight. It makes the most serious train-riders smile. It's got a beautiful holiday glow and chugs along, with Santa sitting atop one car (flanked by a couple union-type fellas) waving to all.
My dinner was wonderful too, and I'm not playing the lottery. I'll let my holiday train luck ride.
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