During Kallie’s recuperation, her physical freedom has to be limited to ensure she doesn’t injure her newly post-op knees. Crating her is preferred, but my girl never appreciated being cra...Read More
I had the coolest dream last night. I was part of an elite espionage team on some kind of dangerous mission to stop some bad guy from doing something…well…bad. Unfortunately, our team of a...Read More
I woke up yesterday morning to what was the twelfth anniversary of when I met Ken–when my life changed direction in the subtlest yet most dramatic of ways. I knew it was coming but as it got clo...Read More
It’s difficult to believe that sixteen years ago today, with a stomach full of butterflies I reported to 1616 N. Wells with my bestie Kathy for our first class at the venerable Second City’...Read More
The decent shape I’d worked into beginning in 2010 carried me through the stress and duress of Ken’s illness–all the way up until my LOA last summer when my eating (and drinking) hab...Read More
Mentioning Uptown in my previous post made me think of this. Since getting Kallie in a new day care situation closer to home I’ve been able to return to my normal route of taking Lake Shore Driv...Read More
I saw eggnog at the grocery store the other day. It made me think fondly (as always) of Ken. He was the first person I ever knew who actually bought it and drank it every year. He mostly used it to sw...Read More
Fact: It’s impossible to be in a bad mood while decorating a sparkly, pink Christmas tree. [There is a magical quality about this tree that attracts Chow Chows beneath its shimmering boughs. Qua...Read More
It’s been a busy week. Ken has been on my mind a lot. Last weekend my brother-in-law Craig (Ken’s brother) and nephew were in town for a hockey tournament. My nephew Nate is one of the swe...Read More
Since getting Kallie in a new day care situation closer to home I’ve been able to return to my normal route of taking Lake Shore Drive to get to work. (It’s fun to say “I took LSD th...Read More