To the 2 year old boy on the Green Line

To the 2 year old boy on the Green Line
Dear little guy, I saw you and your mommy board the Green Line train the other day. You looked like you were two years old. Maybe three? You had a really cool yellow truck that was going ‘vroom! vroom!’ in the window. You are a good boy. You were being careful on the seats, and... Read more »

We knew about Josh Duggar

We knew about Josh Duggar
We knew about Josh Duggar’s sexual abuse for years, but out of caution and what little respect we had for his family, we didn’t carry on about it beyond murmurings on FreeJinger. If we didn’t know, we highly speculated. For my part, I had heard the rumors, especially when researching for this post in 2011,... Read more »

Dog shit on the floor: tales of a working mom

Dog shit on the floor: tales of a working mom
Pepper, our mutt of a schnauzer, holds our carpet ransom. If he feels like he’s gotten short shrift with his walks, he will shit on the floor. It takes considerable thought to  urinate outside–even if he is whining at the door and ABSOLUTELY MUST GO NOW he can miraculously hold his damn bladder and thoroughly... Read more »
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The Stroller Wars: One mom's attempt to not be "that asshole"

The Stroller Wars: One mom's attempt to not be "that asshole"
I started commuting with my 2 month old daughter yesterday. I’d been agonizing over the commute for months, after we found an affordable and awesome daycare provider near my work. How am I going to get to work with her stuff and my stuff–all without being “that stroller asshole”? Ugh. The stupid stroller wars. My... Read more »

I had to stop breastfeeding

I had to stop breastfeeding
As I type this with one hand, my newborn daughter is snuggled up, happily snoozing in my arms, with Pepper resting his heads on her legs. She just finished a bottle of formula. I know. Formula. Don’t I know that “breast is best,” full of delicious nutrients and love that are lacking in the corporate-created... Read more »

The Milk Crate

The Milk Crate
The black milk crate sits upside-down and askew on the weather-eaten sidewalk. Someone once sat there, wearing two hats and mismatched gloves and a thin coat over as many layers of clothing as he owned. He would rock, disturbed by his own demons and memories. We’d give him a wide berth–is he mentally ill? Even... Read more »
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Standby jury duty summons for the Chicago Criminal Court...while 9 months pregnant

Standby jury duty summons for the Chicago Criminal Court...while 9 months pregnant
A couple of weeks ago I got an important looking envelope from the city, with “Jury Duty Summons” emblazoned on the front. I’m supposed to report as a standby juror in the first week of January–when I’m 36 weeks pregnant. 9 months. Four weeks before the little girl is due. Pregnancy in of itself isn’t... Read more »

"My Husband's Not Gay": who's to judge their choices?

"My Husband's Not Gay": who's to judge their choices?
TLC is coming out with another one of those “so horrible I need to watch it” reality shows with “My Husband’s Not Gay.” If you haven’t heard about it yet, the premise is that these three gay Mormon men are married to women and raising families. I was skeptical at first. Are these guys trying... Read more »

12 slightly altered Christmas songs

Joy to the world! The tree has come! With lights and dangly things. Let every cat prepare their paws, and every ornament fall. And every ornament fall, and every every ornament fall.
There are so many Christmas songs for every situation, but I can’t stand the tunes of most of them. So….I’ve more than slightly altered a number of Christmas (okay, and Advent) songs to make them more suitable. Enjoy!
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Maggie Daley Park dog ban: even more Chicago broken promises

Maggie Daley Park dog ban: even more Chicago broken promises
The Maggie Daley Park dog ban pissed a lot of people off. Including me. Why? It was a sudden reversal, made in some murky politicking. It’s more broken promises in Chicago. I keep trying to come up with scenarios of why the reversal–and they all imaginatively involve some rich person who hates dogs paying off... Read more »