Category: Family

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 »

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 »
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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 »

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 »

Do you know what I.C.E. stands for?

Do you know what I.C.E. stands for?
Up until a few weeks ago, I didn’t. ICE or I.C.E. stands for In Case of Emergency.  And following the designation “ICE” should be the phone number of the person you want paramedics or emergency personnel to contact if you’re incapacitated and cannot tell them yourself. If you already know about ICE, well that’s fantastic. You... Read more »
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The Lincoln Restaurant is closed

The Lincoln Restaurant is closed
The iconic Lincoln Restaurant in North Center is closing its doors for good today. The diner was a throwback to a different era and I will miss seeing the giant Abe Lincoln head sign as I pass by on north Lincoln Avenue, you know, if someone eventually gets around to taking it down. I first... Read more »

My sons are Mathletes: Guess who's laughing now?

My sons are Mathletes: Guess who's laughing now?
My sons are math geeks and I couldn’t be more proud. They are mathletes. Math Team nerds. Geeks. They call themselves geeks. They call each other geeks. I can call them math geeks. But don’t you dare. More often than not, when people ask about my boys, they’ll say, “What sports are they into?” and... Read more »

Regret not running the Chicago Marathon? The A City Mom solution

Regret not running the Chicago Marathon? The A City Mom solution
It’s that time of year again, when the marathon is over and you are full of regret because you let another year go by without running it. (Feel free to use the same excuse I used this year: Someone brought back Twinkies.) However, A City Mom believes a better choice than offering excuses is offering solutions!... Read more »
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Christmas is Coming

Christmas is Coming
My oldest son, when he hears the phrase, “Christmas is coming,” says it’s like the equivalent of hearing a Neanderthal dragging his un-manicured talons in vicious circles across a pre-historic chalkboard, you know, if there were chalkboards in pre-history. But, have I mentioned in the last fifteen minutes that all three of my children have... Read more »