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This past weekend was a blast! As I mentioned in the last post I went to Brian's work Christmas party, which was such a fun time. On Saturday we were invited to two ugly Christmas sweater parties. The first one we went to was out in the 'burbs. It was at one of Brian's co-residents house. The 2nd one was at another co-residents house, but it was in river west. The 2nd party had games and a station where you could decorate your own ginger bread men. Adorable! 

 If you know us for some reason we wait till the last minute to find clothing for themed parties. Well needless to say we didn't find any ugly Christmas sweaters the day of. I just wore my Santa hat and Brian was able to borrow one at the party. I know, bah humbug to us!

On Sunday we went to the gym together. If you don't follow football there was a Packers vs. Bears game on and the guy on the machine next to me kept flipping out when the bears were screwing up. I seriously thought he was going to flip a treadmill over or something. Anyway, afterwards we went downtown to see the Christmas tree by the Hancock building. Brian was a little disappointed it wasn't bigger {I think he wanted to go see the tree in Daley Plaza, which we're going to do next weekend}. It was so cold out so we went up stairs to the signature room on the 96th floor to grab a drink. Afterwards we did a little shopping at H&M. Brian got me this awesome necklace, bracelet, and ring (I'm a lucky girl)! Then went to Uno's and got a deep dish pizza. It was a perfect weekend, except for one thing... 

I took a lot of pictures this weekend, but unfortunately when Brian and I were out on Sunday I managed to lose my camera, with all my holiday party photos on it... I know... I'm beyond devastated! What happened was I took my camera out to take a picture of our drinks and for some reason I didn't put it back in my purse, but rather I set it on top of my purse. When the bill came Brian was going to pay but I got all excited and said no my treat! I think I pulled my purse out too quick and it must have fell on the floor. Well when I finally realized it was gone I started to freak. We were already on the train ride home, so Brian called the signature room once we got in the door. They didn't answer so I made Brian drive back to the Hancock so I could go back up and check for myself. Sad to say I didn't find it... I'm still devastated that I lost it. I just can't believe someone would steal someones camera! So, sorry if I'm lacking on the photo posts in the coming weeks. I'll most likely post instagram photos.