Not yet a true Chicagoan, apparently.
I was out having drinks with a few coworkers last night and mentioned that I had gone to the Cubs game Saturday night.
The what? my coworker asked, looking at me with an astounded look on her face.
The Cubs game. You know, the World Series, big baseball game, fireworks, the whole works...
Jen. It's the White Sox. Get it straight.
Oops. It wasn't intentional (at least not the first time I slipped up.) Chicago is definitely home now, but I have yet to develop the one key Chicagoan characteristic that will mark me as someone who truly belongs. I have yet to develop a runs-in-my-blood loyalty to either of my city's two baseball teams.
Maybe next year. In the meantime...Go Sox!