So the last time we found ourselves with 11 days to go, we were bracing for "a snow storm of historic proportions". Luckily, this time around (8 days and counting) we don't have to worry about where we'll be renting a toboggan from. The only thing that could stop us from a timely hospital appearance will be delivering on a game day since Wrigley Field is smack in between us and the doc.
I'm considering putting Ronnie Woo Woo on speed dial so he can get me there on his bike. If anyone knows his way around on game day, it's him.
Plus, we have a history. Ronnie Woo Woo helped me break into my apartment once when my key got stuck in the lock. He didn't say anything but saw me struggling, got off his bike, kicked in the gate, got back on his bike and rode off shouting "Woo Woo!". So we go way back.