When I first moved to Chicago (…a few years back), I had a heck of a time getting a “real” bank account- i.e., one without a gazillion fees- or a credit card that didn’t charge me 33 percent APR. I am not making up that number, people. I would have done anything to have the new prepaid Visa debit card– which I recently got to try out- and I’d love to tell you (and Newbie Keely) what I dig about {Read More}
Ramping Up To 2 (And A Recap).
Friends, we are entering Birthday Week for one Miss Susannah Zuzu Suzy Mae MonkeyGirl. And everyone knows that “2” is a mammoth birthday. Much bigger than “1.” Especially when one is about to turn “2.” This past weekend, little missypie Zu was lucky enough to celebrate with our Cincinnati family- which just so happens to include her godmother. I mean, REALLY. So there was cake. And cupcakes. And Winnie the Pooh figurines. And her Nat Nat made French-inspired sherbet pineapple desserts {Read More}
September Date: Loitering In Logan Square.
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}
Life With A Preschooler, Scene 1.
And now, a scene: KEELY enters and sits on the Time Out Couch next to NORA- the latter looking not at all forlorn. KEELY: Nora, are you ready to leave time out? NORA: Sure! NORA hops down and begins to run back into the kitchen. KEELY: Wait! Wait…can we talk for a second? NORA pats KEELY’s hand. NORA: I forgive you. KEELY: You…what? NORA: We shouldn’t get angry at each other. It’s not kind. KEELY: …Okay. But you threw a {Read More}
Eating Apples In A Field. (Etc.)
First things first: welcome to my new bloggy home. (Yay, WordPress!) Nicer neighborhood, same shabby wicker furniture. Thanks to Vanita at The Strategic Mama for making the move so awesome. She’s good people. (She’s patient people, people.) And thanks to P.J. for helping me do such important things like tweak color choices. Because- I never promised to be the easiest wife to deal with at midnight. Second things…third, I guess. (Math!) It is now officially Fall. So we celebrated by eating {Read More}
Lying To The Neighbors At La Bodega.
I’ve lived in this neighborhood for a little over four years now. It’s a heavily Hispanic neighborhood and granted, I took Spanish from 8th grade until senior year (with a bit of wandertacular time/lost course hours spent in the theatre corridors), but in the face of people who Actually Speak The Language Fulltime…well, I get what I refer to as Shy Spanish. Meaning I can easily (and quietly) say hola, wish some a buenos noches, and give directions to el {Read More}
Organizing My Kids’ Closet Out Of Necessity (And Not OCD).
As many of you know, I am currently 82 months pregnant with my third child. Thusly, the Big Girls (as they are suddenly/weirdly being referred to) are going to share a room. This means they need to share a closet. And being as this is still the fixer-uppiest home on the northwest side of Chicago, I have yet to fix up Nora’s closet. We’ve been way too busy with things like exploding sewers and rats in the kitchen. (Come visit!) {Read More}
Cottonelle Clean Routine, AKA She’s Talking About THAT?
This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Cottonelle. Friends, it seems like this is my week to talk about bodily functions. (Ha- you say- week?) Yes, but this time it’s legit and sponsored and not just me crying about being peed on in the wee (womp, womp) hours of the morning. At least it’s not only that. Cottonelle has unrolled (good Lord, I’m on fire) their new Cottonelle Care Routine, which pairs up their toilet paper with {Read More}