Do you ever think of somewhere and just the thought makes you smile? As we drove to Chicago over the weekend for a memorial, I had quite a bit of time to think. Because, friends, I didn't sleep. I almost always take a little nap while Mike drives me on a road trip. Whistler I've actually only been to Whistler twice. And both times were just so good. #1 Mike & I had just decided it probably made more sense to look to buy a house in St. Louis and we were going on our first house hunting visit that weekend. We ended up at the Whistler patio. As we discussed (read: googled) if it's necessary to have a realtor (answer: yes, very much so. oh the things we learned...) to look at houses, we made friends with the outdoor bartender. We watched his supplies as he set-up, he gave us shots as a thank you. Good people, good times. The night ended arriving at Dante's as they closed and Mike getting a free slice from one of the wor...