So did the anniversary weekend meet expectations?

It was wonderful. Started out at a Cubs game, and even though it was about seventy outside the park, we sat behind home plate where there was no sun - and it had to be no more than forty degrees. John arranged to have "Happy Anniversary Jennifer and John" up on the scoreboard as a surprise, but I caught on two seconds after we sat down when he pointed out the Exelon sign moving across the score board - it just isn't like John to point out stuff like that and my keen senses knew something was up. We didn't let the weather spoil our time. The Cubs losing took care of that. Then it was a short ride down Lake Shore Drive to our hotel, Sofitel, which was just phenomenol. I highly recommend it (and apparently John checked out the Four Seasons, The Ritz and the Penninsula before settling on a deluxe suite at Sofitel). Our suite was to die for, as long as you prefer modern contemporary over traditional floral bedspreads and tapestry curtains - which I do. When I walked into our room I noticed all these little cards all over the place - John gave the hotel tons of cards we've sent to eachother over the years and had them standing on every surface, even the bathroom counter. There were even letters dating all the way back to the fall of 1991, when we first started dating. It was a blast reading them all.

After hanging out and changing into some fancy duds, we were ready for dinner. When I went to put on my watch there was a very nice piece of "bling" laying beside it (thanks to my friend Matt, who last summer told me what bling actually is). I looked like a sparkling chandelier as we headed out the door all glammed out. Dinner was amazing (ostrich carpaccio, proof that after ten years I'm still wild and crazy, scallops, seared blackened tuna) and topped off with a chocolate souffle with a molten chocolate center (which, even though it's seven o'clock in the morning, I could go for right now). Finally, we returned to our room, where John put a CD on the CD player - and it was a recording of him playing the guitar and singing a song he wrote for me twelve years ago when we first started dating in Boston. The intro to the song was an acoustic version of Tesla's Love Song, which is what our wedding party walked down the aisle to ten years ago (if you've never heard it, check it out, it's great). So, yes, the weekend was a blast. I'm already looking forward to the next big celebration, and it's only ten years away.