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Nov 10 2016

On hiatus

Nov 03 2016

There is joy in Mudville

Since starting this blog nearly 11 years ago, I have made no fewer than 34 references to my beloved Chicago Cubs, nearly always referring to the heartbreaking and apparently unbreakable losing streak, and usually mentioning the end of the world or hell freezing over. That streak is not only broken but shattered. And because it’s the …

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Sep 24 2016

Happy #$^%#&$ Birthday

In a year’s worth of days, there are usually a few that stand out, no? Ones you’d like to acknowledge and perhaps celebrate. Major holidays, such as Thanksgiving and Christmas, come to mind. Days like your anniversary (or Divorceiversary, if that applies). Birthdays of your children and significant other, even if, like me, you’re not …

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Jan 10 2016

My ode to winter

Chicago has finally blown a kiss to the unseasonably warm temperatures of late and we are currently in a bit of a deep freeze. Not nearly like the hellish Polar Vortex of 2014, but still cold enough to piss me off. So sing with me, my friends! Sing to banish winter to anywhere but where …

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Nov 04 2015

My mad NaNoWriMo procrastination skillz

So we’re well into NaNo now, and while I am making my daily word goals, there will inevitably come a time when ye olde words refuse to come out and play. I don’t have the time these days to sit and bang my head against the desk (plus previous head+desk adventures have left the top …

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Sep 23 2015

Life, the Universe, and Everything

Today is the day, a day I’ve been looking forward to for years. The day when I’ll learn the meaning to Life, the Universe, and Everything. I know where my towel is and I am ready. Today I am 42. Never mind that I have a neck so stiff that it’s making me queasy. Never mind …

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Sep 11 2015

Fourteen years later

How fortunate I am today, that my biggest fear is that I’m wasting my life, that I have a chronic case of just standard existential confusion. How fortunate I am that the child who wouldn’t sleep for love or money 14 years ago now requires threats and bribes and klaxon horns to rouse in the morning. …

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May 18 2015

Attack of the MAN COLD

It’s the End of the World as he knows it. “I’m going to end up drowning in my own snot.” One of my sons has a MAN COLD. In order to protect his privacy in this age of everything on the internet is forever (a concept we hammer home weekly), I will try to avoid sharing …

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May 14 2015

And miles to go before I sleep

Damn, I’m tired. Tired of being tired. Tired of complaining about being tired of being tired. There’s a lot of tired here, is what I’m saying. Can’t even yawn properly, to maybe fend off some of the tired, because a big, satisfying yawn extends my jaw too far and after last week’s root canal (following …

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May 12 2015

I am my own bling

I found a self-adhesive plastic rhinestone stuck to my hip this morning as I was toweling off after my shower. I have no idea how it could have gotten there, or even what it’s from. In a home with two tween/teen sons, a notable lack of sparklies, and a personal style of distinctly low-maintenance clothing, I can come …

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