Posts in category "Family"

A first legal beer for my sons -- in Germany

A first legal beer for my sons -- in Germany
You wanna know what’s weird? Sitting for the first time in a bar across from your son and watching him drink a beer. That you bought him. I was recently blessed with the privilege of meeting up with my sons and three of their friends who spent the better part of a month backpacking and... Read more »

Preparing for an empty nest: my heart is screaming

Preparing for an empty nest: my heart is screaming
My heart was screaming. And that is the only way to describe it. I’d just dropped my 18-year-old son at the airport to catch his flight to LA for his future college’s accepted student’s weekend and had arrived back home. It was when I got back into bed (it was only 6:30 am, after all)... Read more »

Fighting Illini and Coors, because every collegiate sports team should have an official beer

Fighting Illini and Coors, because every collegiate sports team should have an official beer
Have you seen this billboard on Damen Avenue, just north of Fullerton?  The first time I drove by I almost swerved off the road while doing a spit-take. An official beer? For a college? Okay, I understand that The Fighting Illini and The University of Illinois are not entirely interchangeable. One is a fine institution... Read more »
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Gender bias or just credit card bias?

Gender bias or just credit card bias?
Over a decade ago, I put my name on the Cubs waiting list for season tickets. Me, Kim Strickland. And then I waited and waited. And then three years ago, my name finally came up! And then I had to talk my huge Cubs fan of a husband into buying those season tickets. (I have... Read more »

How to stay married for 25 years

How to stay married for 25 years
My husband and I just recently hit that milestone anniversary and someone asked us how we did it. Of course, his flip reply was, “I just do everything she says.” Which was pretty funny, but decidedly untrue. I mean, if you could just see the way this man loads a dishwasher. So how did we... Read more »

Saying good-bye to the best dog ever

Saying good-bye to the best dog ever
Playing God is not for the faint of heart. It’s not for anyone, really, except maybe God. We just put our dog to sleep. Wrigley had lung cancer. We’d thought it was kennel cough. Then maybe a virus. But she took a turn for the worse, and the time from diagnosis to her death was... Read more »
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A blue 1994 Mazda Miata to cure the blues

A blue 1994 Mazda Miata to cure the blues
Do you own something incredibly impractical that makes you smile every time you use it or look at it? My ridiculous and impractical happy thing is a 1994 Mazda Miata – in my absolute favorite color— a deep royal blue. This car was a dumb decision from the start. It made no sense to buy... Read more »

My Television Drives Me Crazy -- Remotely

My Television Drives Me Crazy -- Remotely
My television won’t show me my programs. Or rather, I can’t make it show me. Do you see this? ^^^ In the photo up there? This mess of remote controls? I’m sorry, but nothing in our modern world, where something as simple as turning on a television and making a program you want to watch... Read more »

Hi, my name is Kim and I’m a Facebook-a-holic.

Hi, my name is Kim and I’m a Facebook-a-holic.
Hi, my name is Kim and I’m a Facebook-a-holic. Hi Kim. (<<<That would be your line.) In defending my love and addiction to Facebook as part of tonight’s ChicagoNow Blog-a-Palooza challenge (“Write a post passionately defending your guilty pleasure.”) I’m reminded of that old line, the one that goes, I’m not an alcoholic. Alcoholics go... Read more »
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A Super Bowl Salute to Quarterback Moms (and by that I mean moms who are like quarterbacks and not moms of quarterbacks)

A Super Bowl Salute to Quarterback Moms (and by that I mean moms who are like quarterbacks and not moms of quarterbacks)
As we approach Super Bowl Sunday, I’ve got football on the brain. Which could explain why I’ve begun to think of myself as the quarterback of our family. In fact, I think most moms out there are the resident quarterbacks, relentless calling the plays that get their husbands and children through the multitude of appointments... Read more »