Northern Lights

Got a phone call last night from a co-worker who lives 45 minutes from DBQ. She was telling me to go outside to see the Northern Lights. From our front yard we could only see a little glow so we hopped into the Jeep and drove out of town (and away from the glow of everyone's Christmas lights) to Sherill. From up on the ridge the view was amazing. The changing cloud cover kept changing the view too. We then drove down to Mud Lake and looked at them a little bit over the Mississippi, but by then the clouds had totally moved in. We then went to get a chili dog from this greasy bar we hadn't eaten at probably since college. Melissa, I hate to disappoint you...eating the chili dogs sober was not just bad, but actually gross. Kind of ruined the whole experience. I don't know if we will ever crave them again...