Be our guest [to supply some answers]. We’ve recently begun unrolling the classic movies to our kids, and we’re currently on a Disney kick. (I’m digging this phase, as I can recall seeing most of these in the theater and thoroughly enjoying them then, too. For instance, I once had a date take me to see The Lion King. The Lion King. Like, not even the Broadway one. The animated Simba. I was
Mother Of The Year, Milkshake Edition.
November 8, 2012 By 3 Comments
I got this. On the eve of Birthday Weekend (P.J.’s birthday, followed by Nora’s birthday party, followed by Nora’s actual birthday), I decided to take the whole fam out for milkshakes. It was a Friday evening, I had already baked a gazillion and two cupcakes, and Peej happens to think milkshakes are the answer to everything. It was an obvious choice. We went to Margie’s Candies, a pretty durned famous Chicago institution of Ice Cream Awesome. We got a booth. {Read More}
I Survived Election Season And You Did, Too.
November 7, 2012 By 3 Comments
Happy Day-After-Near-Electionpocalypse, all! Here’s what I don’t wish for you in these upcoming four years: Divisiveness. Polarizing memes on Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/blogs/email/text/smoke signal. Anger, rage, fear, panic, snackiness. But considering that the election is finally over, I think we’ll be okay for a little while. (I can’t, however, help you if you’re still feeling snacky.
Bloggy Boot Camp And My Email Addiction. (Unrelated.)
November 5, 2012 By 4 Comments
At BBC Chicago with the adorbs Denise from According To Denise. Nora has informed me that I can no longer attend “meetings.” To her, a “meeting” entails “leaving the house.” “Taking a daytime shower.” “Wearing mascara and/or a non-hoodie.” (Seems like a “meeting” or two is kind of a welcome change around here.) This past weekend’s meeting was actually the famed Bloggy Boot Camp (in Chicago!), held by the awesomesauce SITS Girls. (You know, the folks who’ve taken me on {Read More}
Who Posts About Halloween Movies In November?
November 1, 2012 By 6 Comments
Most people who grew up with me have seen this movie and/or video clip. (So have most people who spent any time with me at college. But those were two very different types of viewing parties.) It’s from a eye-poppingly wonderful film called The Worst Witch, and it features a young Fairuza Balk. Yeah, that’s right, she of The Craft fame. (Typecast?) And yes, the movie has elements of Harry Potter (kids away at a boarding school for witches) without any of {Read More}
The Spooky Salon.
October 31, 2012 By 4 Comments
I was pulling together costume pieces (and sorting the copious piles of clean/dirty laundry), with my two miniature helpers- namely, half-dressed Orange Butterfly and fully dressed [pajama-outfitted] Brown Puppy. Nora announced that she wanted to play Jeremy (the dude who cut her hair, not the Pearl Jam song, sigh). I handed her a small pink comb and the water spray bottle, and opened Susannah’s closet with an armful of sweaters. I turned back not three seconds later to find- -A confused {Read More}
3 Reasons. (Plus 6 More.)
October 29, 2012 By 7 Comments
“All of these are for me? Well, I’ll give it a shot.” My darling, crazy, wild and affectionate Nora Jane, Today is your third birthday. Your Dad and I continue to be astonished by how cool we can find one little person. You’re rapidly reaching that age where we can easily see how good of friends we’ll be down the road. (If you’ll still return our calls. You’re that cool. But also painfully empathetic, so it looks like this could play {Read More}
31 Reasons.
October 25, 2012 By 4 Comments
This guy. Seriously. My husband has a habit of aging. (A year and four months behind me. It’s a good trick.) To commemorate the awesomesaucitude that is P.J., here’s a list of the top 31 reasons he’s known and loved and is the coolest thing since the introduction of the IBM personal computer (also unleashed on the world in 1981): 31. He makes being a guy who just happens to own and love cats look kinda cool. 30. Dude has more computers {Read More}
