10 Hilarious Reminders that Our Parents Are Still OK
Have you come up for air from being a “soccer mom?’” Before you can catch your breath, you might be saddled with a new label, you’re now a member of the “sandwich generation.”
Have you come up for air from being a “soccer mom?’” Before you can catch your breath, you might be saddled with a new label, you’re now a member of the “sandwich generation.”
Less than a month after 11 hours of surgery, Gayl Walder stood strong on her mat.
The hot pink gloves, cleats and sweatbands worn by the National Football League players in the October games to support Breast Cancer Awareness month didn’t diminish their tenacity, stamina or strength. And breast cancer didn’t diminish the tenacity, stamina and strength of Wilmette resident Ann Sciortino. Nor did it take her sense of humor. In […]
Broken bones, deep wounds requiring stitches, near asphyxiation, these horrible traumas can happen from playing sports. But if you’ve ever tripped over the Ripstick, cut your hand on an errant hockey skate or nearly fainted from the stench of sweat-infused, mold-breeding football equipment, you know that injuries can occur without ever putting on the pads. […]
Now what? The ping-pong paddle I had surgically attached to my 9-year-old Brent’s hand is the least of my problems. I’ve got Wang living in the guest room and there’s the whole issue of his guaranteed 7-year-contract. Former Olympic table tennis players don’t come cheap, and that’s not even counting the first class plane fare […]
When I’m slugging back my fifth Blue Moon, my friends don’t point out that I’ve just consumed 855 calories, excluding the orange slices, which I count for all 5 of my daily fruit and veggie servings. And they don’t say I’m never going to lose the beer gut if I continue to drink like a […]
Of the 28 kids who took the karate promotion exam at the Traditional Karate Center in Wilmette last spring, 27 got promoted to a full belt. Only one kid got a provisional pass: my youngest son, Billy. Billy, who I’m always feeling bad for because he has grown up in the back of our […]
Come fall, I’d save my “best” outfit of the week—Spanx underneath my one pair of $200 jeans and Frye motorcycle boots (I’m a Bloomingdales shopping kind of rebel)—for my two older boys’ kindergarten soccer games. The good outfit came out on Saturday mornings because kindergarten soccer seems to be the social nexus of the […]