Responsibility, reshmonsibility.

Back when I was a little kid in grade school, before I had all this responsibility, I rode the school bus.  Since we lived in the country it was a long trip to the school, through farm land, down roads that had no lines painted on them because they just weren’t wide enough to support [...]

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My bad? I think not.

This is where my crotchety side comes out in the light of day for everyone to see. 
The other day I was volleying emails back and forth with a salesperson who had no freaking clue what the hell she was doing with regard to one of my accounts.  The details of the problem aren’t really important, [...]

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Being a planner takes planning.

So over the weekend, the spouses of all the gathered cousins started comparing notes on us and our family traits.  Turns out, one of the biggest things my family is known for, and is most irritating about (according to the spouses), is having a plan. 
Huh.  Not a spontaneous one in the bunch. 
And none of us [...]

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Brewhaha

One of the things I enjoy the most about visiting Chicago (other than the chance to hang with my relatives) is the limitless opportunities for food and drink.  A chain restaurant is a chain restaurant is a chain restaurant, but an original restaurant is worth its’ weight in gold, if you ask me.  My only [...]

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All there is to tell, in one brief post:

Short version:  Cubs win. 
Saw some pictures of myself from this weekend and OMG do I ever look like my mother. 
There was drinking. 
Naperville, Illinois, is a lovely, and neat, little city.  As is Wheaton, Illinois. 
Wrigleyville is the epicenter of crazy. 
Six hours in a car with no books to read is a recipe for an episode of [...]

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The road trip I have been looking forward to all summer is almost here.

I have something of a confession to make:  even though I have been waiting and waiting for this weekend to arrive, I almost don’t want to go. 
Almost.  Not enough that I actually would cancel, you understand. 
It’s just that — oh, I don’t know — there’s a lot of stuff going on this weekend that I’d rather [...]

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Nuts have protein, right?

From the Ways I Kid Myself files: 
Because I have weak willpower, I can rationalize that Tropical Blizzard from DQ, since it is loaded with pecans and pecans are nuts and nuts are good for you.  And it also has bananas in it, and they have potassium, and that is also good for you. 
In the back [...]

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Avoiding.

I come from the dieting philosophy that you can eat what you want just so long as you exercise.  My husband’s thinking on the subject is diametrically opposed, meaning that he finds it necessary to severely restrict what and how much he eats in order to sit around on his butt. 
To me this is no [...]

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Spoke too soon.

I spent most of the weekend trying to keep my body from involuntarily curling up into a fetal position.  Oh. my. God.  Saturday morning I somehow managed to uncurl myself and get upright, but I can tell you this — racing around in a hot field wielding a butterfly net high in the air over [...]

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Ways I kid myself, Part Whatever.

OK, so last night I went to my “Awesome Abs” class while Spawn was in tumbling class, and I am here to tell you, I have learned some things about myself. 
One is that I am woefully, pitifully, painfully uncoordinated. 
Another is that I am more out of shape than I thought. 
I fully expected to “feel the [...]

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