Not to be outdone by her big sister’s Wild Night Out (much like Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride but with fewer instances of public vomiting), Susannah decided it was her turn to use one of the Get Out of Jail/Bedtime Prep Free- er, Mother’s Day gift cards last night. Actually, she totally forgot she had given me a gift card at all until I asked if she wanted to have a special date with me. “Sure! That sounds great!” I told {Read More}
Dating My Five Year-Old.
May 18, 2015 By 4 Comments
Here’s the truth. I wasn’t feeling so marvelous this weekend, emotionally speaking, but I feel entirely 1000% like not talking about that right now. So I will tell you about the absolute high point of the past few days: having a date with my biggest kid. Let’s back up. For Mother’s Day, I had received some pretty spiffy gift cards from my two oldest girls (and I use “oldest” as a relative term, as they’re 3 and 5). More truth time: my {Read More}
What Happens In A 27-Hour Trip To Vegas, Part 2.
January 15, 2015 By 12 Comments
Okie doke. When we last spoke, I had been thoroughly embarrassing myself at the divine Bacchanal buffet at Caesar’s Palace. (Listen, if they’re gonna give you weird looks, then they shouldn’t have the words “all you can eat” in the darned description.) So what did we do after breakfast on our first and only morning in Las Vegas? Thanks for the quickie, Vegas. We’ll {Read More}
That Time I Went To Las Vegas For 27 Hours. (Part 1.)
January 12, 2015 By 19 Comments
Hey guys, remember me? I’m the blogger who took a honkin’ break over the holidays…and let the re-entry period totally take over my will to blog/get dressed. Eight 14-hour drives in five months will do that to you. (I’ve heard.) So what’d we do? Enjoyed a not-so-restful but superbly family-filled Christmas on the East coast, rang in the New Year in our jammies (by 11pm), and…went to Las Vegas. (The latter of which is not a thing I do/have ever {Read More}
December Date: Christmas Ambiance & Jammies.
December 12, 2013 By 22 Comments
For this month’s date night, I knew P.J. had big plans. Huge. Because nothing says Let’s Paint The Town like a 38 Week pregnant wife. So after we got the girls off to sleep, we settled into our lovely, non-toy-crazy living room (with the tree and non-kid decorations)…and sat there. It was lovely. We ordered food from a terrific little Middle Eastern place up the street…and may have overdone it: kufta and shawarma sandwiches, grape leaves, baba ghanouj, kibbeh (deep-fried {Read More}
November Date: Riveting Theatre And Tasty Frites.
November 25, 2013 By 6 Comments
Betcha didn’t think we’d have a November Date Night, didja? (Well ha. ‘Cause…almost me neither.) But date we did! After securing our trusty high school sitter- her school play finally ended, SHEESH theatre people- P.J. whisked me out (after we fed and jammied our girls) for a surprise evening of…theatre. Because, seriously, a calendar year of dates in the city of Chicago with nary one staged play? TRAVESTY. I was thrilled to realize we were heading to the Neofuturarium (which was, incidentally, one {Read More}
October Date: Public Radio & Copious Amounts Of Sugar.
October 24, 2013 By 10 Comments
I know I say this a lot… …But yesterday, Peej really knocked October’s Date Night outta the park, what with his at times-irksome habit of knowing me maddeningly well. He took me to the Chef Battle: Dessert Edition- an NPR-sponsored event with crazy dessert tasting stations from some simply amazing Chicago restaurants (and plenty of palate-cleansing stations with cheese and nuts and…pulled pork sliders) and an open bar (sigh). Here’s what we devoured: Clockwise, from top left: Hong Kong milk {Read More}
September Date: Loitering In Logan Square.
September 26, 2013 By 8 Comments
September’s Date Night took us to Logan Square- which is located roughly 15 blocks south of us on the same street. (‘Cause there’s something to be said about not having the entirety of the Date Night consist of the commute.) We started out at the stellar City Lit bookstore- a place where, upon walking in, I needed to buy roughly half of their shelved stock. That mystery I’ve been dying to read. The last in that [slightly embarrassing] series I’ve been desperate {Read More}
