Normally I'm pretty calm about traveling away from my family but something is nagging me this time. I bought travel insurance yesterday in preparation for driving to BlogHer (Thanks Chevy!) and obviously I hope I don't have to use it for anything.

Last night Daren said something he has never said before: be safe and be careful and don't be wandering around Chicago - that's not a place you want to get lost in.

I explained to him that we have the free valet parking and the car would not be going anywhere all weekend because everything Sam and I are attending is either at the hotel or close to it. That we will travel in flocks of blinged out birds if we do go out and that there really isn't anything to worry about. I won't be taking a field trip to Cabrini Green for any reason. I'm only a text message away and we have OnStar and 1397 friends attending and please just relax baby it will be fine I won't do anything stupid I promise.

We paused, staring at each other in the dark.

He never expresses worry, I thought to myself.

So that kind of freaked me out. I looked in his eyes and asked him why he suddenly said that and added, "Don't be going all Allison DuBois on my ass."

He laughed. We left the conversation there and began to drift into slumber, wrapped in each other's arms.

I was in that zen place right before one falls asleep when I heard him say, "But how am I going to fall asleep without you?"

"Same way I will fall asleep without you all weekend," I mumbled, "Lots of beer and surrounded by women."

We giggled, snuggled closer and fell asleep.