Morning, Lovelies! It's obscenely early, and I don't really have a long time to write, but it's been kind of a long time since I DID write, so I felt obliged:) I'm up this early because I am soon to take the train to Chicago for a short, sweet, marvelous weekend with friends and family. Just now I was terribly surprised when I called for a cab and said "I'm going to the train station" not to get the standard follow-up question of "where's that?" So often public transit is like another language to those with a car. The train station might as well be on the moon, for all most people know of where it is and how to cope without their own personal vehicle. Maybe that makes me and the like-minded unique. We've seen what life is like when it's up to you; there's no computer in your hand connecting you to someone's comfy car to whisk you anywhere you want to go, as with an Uber or a Lyft. You have to figure things out for yourse...