I wanted our family to take part in some of the Trayvon Martin rallies in downtown Chicago. I thought it would be a good chance to be a part of combating an issue that some in America aren’t brave enough to admit exists.
But with rain clouds above and a small one with the sniffles, I scrapped our plans and decided to honor the slain 17-year-old suburban style: We had a Hoodie March to the park. And I use the term “march” loosely, as it … Read more ...
There’s something special about mommyfriends. I’ve blogged before about my group of mommypals, you may remember, we call ourselves the MILFs.
My MILFs
Well we’ve known each other for roughly four years and early on, we were pretty tight, even had a girls weekend in Wisconsin. But over time, with changing jobs, growing families, ailing elders, swim lessons, soccer games, T-ball and ballet, we’d gotten lost in the demands of our lives.
Trying to get a Girls Night Out going seemed … Read more ...
I looked at the clock. It was 6:55 p.m. and I still hadn’t voted today. Not because I was turned off by the candidates, the barrage of abusive political ads and empty promises.
I simply lost track of time.
I got up this morning, whirred around the house to get everyone ready for school. The family headed out the door and I made a mental note to vote on the way home. I was pretty aware of the issues and who I wanted for what … Read more ...
I’m a suburban U.S. mom of two boys with a (admittedly) gas-guzzling SUV. We make a decent living and my stresses amount to whether my house is clean enough for visitors, if my kids are meeting all their milestones or lamenting over my muffin top, my career or whether my husband will be home before the kids go to bed.
Trivial? Yes.
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Still, I’m a newshound and starting a year ago, I sporadically followed the popular uprising in Syria. Then word started … Read more ...
