Today I had planned to do some much needed work around the house, and then my grandson lost his wallet. The wallet was found, and when talking to my grandson's girlfriend, we decided to blow off the work, and go Downtown instead. I haven't been to Downtown Chicago in years. We ate breakfast out, and took the Blue Line Downtown, and ended up at the outside German Christmas Market that was set up in Daley Center. From there we went to State Street, where we discovered a Disney Store, that I forgot was there. Cheyenne has never been in a Disney Store, believe it or not. We browsed. From there we headed to Macy's and looked at their great tree. Took lots of selfies. We were then off to Millennium Park to see the "Bean", and their tree, and their ice rink. The Bean was fun. The tree disappointing, and the ice rink only had a few brave souls. From there we went back to the Disney Store, and I got some great deals. We then hopped back on the Blue Line, and met my grandson at his workplace. It was a fun day. How come the best days are those done on impulse. Not the planned ones?