St. Paddy’s Day South Side of Chicago Style

March is such a fun month for me. It’s my anniversary, my birthday, and parade day. When you live on the south side of Chicago, parade day ranks right up there with Christmas. Whether you are an adult or a child. Whether you’re on or off the wagon. Whether you’re 100% Irish or Irish for the day. We’re the Windy City Irish-where the craic is always best Where every day is Paddy’s Day and everyone’s a guest If you’re Irish on the North Side or Irish on the West Welcome to…

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It Takes a Freaking Village to Raise These Kids

We hear it all the time. It takes a village. We can't possibly raise these kids on our own. We need everyone's help. And it's so true. Doing my research for this post I read that Hillary Clinton wrote a book about this subject. And that conservatives went nuts and claimed it doesn't take a village. It takes a family to raise a child. It takes both. Duh. I yell at other people's kids often. And every time I do, I think of how it takes a village. And how…

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I’m Really In No Shape To Be Working Out

Oh. Em. Gee. I went on a field trip today. To the Chicago Bulls and White Sox Training Academy. With a bunch of kids in the absolute prime of their athletic lives. Field trips are supposed to be educational. And I learned something all right. That I'm getting older. And out of shape. And will never be a professional athlete. The truth hurts. But not as much as my burning thighs. Or the bloody lump on my knee. Or my current level of self-confidence. I will spend my evening icing…

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My Dead Mom Sent Me a Sign From the Afterlife

I have been thinking a lot about my mom lately. There are just so many questions I wish I could ask her. So many things I just don't know about her as a woman. I only knew her as a mom. And that part makes me sad. Did she ever get depressed? (Because I can't remember a time she seemed to be.) Did she ever find motherhood over (or under) whelming? (She must have, right?) What did she worry about when we were kids that she wishes she wouldn't have?…

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Dear Children, You Are So Freaking Lucky To Still Be Alive

My morning started out pretty amazing. I was on the treadmill watching the news. The forecast was calling for a sixty degree day. In February. I lost three pounds this week and was excited to slip on my sure to be loose jeans. I also purchased a new shirt and purse from Target last night that I was eager to debut. And it's Friday. Today was going to be amazing. Then I wake the children. And all holy hell breaks loose. My one son refuses to get out of bed…

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I Highly Recommend a Pedicure in February

I have had a hard time looking at my feet lately. I only like pretty things. That's why I spend so much time looking in the mirror. It's been a long winter. And this has been the most amazing February weather. So it just felt right to put on a pair of flip flops and go to the nail salon. So that's exactly what I did. And I highly recommend you do too. But be sure and bring my Aunt Batsy along to fully appreciate the experience. Let's begin with…

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To My Single Friend On Valentine’s Day

Being married on Valentine's Day is amazing. Just as amazing as every other day of the freaking year. I will go to work. I will come home. I will make five different dinners. My kids will fight and be aholes and I'll count the minutes until I drug them to sleep. And as soon as they're all finally unconscious, Beau will walk through the door. It's pretty damn romantic. It makes being single on Valentine's Day seem amazeballs. Minus the balls. I have a single friend named Hot Fudge. She's…

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I Left My Kids Home Puking and It Was Amazing

Monday night at 10:30 pm my son walks into our room to alert me someone is puking. He walks right past his father to my side of the bed. Bless his heart. I rush to the bathroom dropping F bombs along the way. I find my seven-year-old daughter in the bathroom. No sign of barf anywhere. I make the sign of the cross and give thanks to the Lord. My relief is short lived. I take a little peek into her bedroom. Jesus. Mary. And. Joseph. My eyes confirmed what…

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Jamie Lynn Spears Needs Prayers, Not Judgement

I have been absolutely heart sick over the story about the daughter of Jamie Lynn Spears. She was riding in an ATV on the family's property when there was an unspeakable accident. She flipped and was submerged under water for some time. Her mother, Jamie Lynn, witnessed the entire thing. She raced to her and tried to get her out. She was strapped in by a seat belt and a safety net. All the things that were in place to prevent a disaster. Now making it so much worse. I…

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Tomorrow is My First Furlough Day. And I’m Going to Enjoy Every Freaking Second of it.

Tomorrow is a furlough day for me. It's a day that I cannot come to work and will not get paid. Although I enjoy getting paid, I'm not entirely upset about the no work part. My kids are all in school full time. They will all be in school tomorrow. And I will be home. Alone. Furloughing. All. By. Myself. A few weeks ago my kindergartener and first grader came home with permission slips for a field trip. To see Disney on Ice. I was a bit too overly excited…

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Kicking My Students Butts One Step At A Time

Part of my diet and exercise regime includes counting my steps everyday. I really felt the need to challenge myself. So when one of my fave students got a Fitbit, we started challenging each other on a weekly basis. He's in 8th grade. He's got an obscene amount of energy. And he plays multiple sports. On the first day he got over 27,000 steps. Sometimes I walk into my room and find a giant L written on my board. Sometimes when I see this student he yells "take a L".…

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Dear Celebs. Please STFU. Now.

No one cares. No one. Not me. Not my friends. Not anyone who has to work for a living. I never try to put my religious or political beliefs on anyone. Because half the time I'm not even sure what they are. I wish people would stop trying to put theirs on me. I am a school counselor. A Wife. A mother of four. I work in the Chicago Public Schools with children who see so much gun violence that they are totally desensitized by it all. I have two…

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