My Thoughts On Being a Sox Fan When The Cubs Are in the Super Bowl

I like sports. I play sports. My kids play sports. I don't always understand sports. But one thing is for sure. I am a Sox fan. I was born and raised a Chicago White Sox fan. My Dad was a huge fan. I know everyone out there says that their Dad is the hugest fan ever, but they are wrong. My Dad was. My Dad died in April 2005 at the ripe old age of 58. When we were kids he would always say when he was old and senile…

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How to Get This Bloated, Apple-Shaped, Postpartum, Borderline Alcoholic Bod That Dreams Are Made Of

The question I get asked the absolute most by people is, "Do you really drink as much as you say you do?" The answer is no. Of course I don't. I could never write about how much I actually drank or my kids and house and liver would be taken away. The second question people always ask is how I maintain this mannish figure after thirty nine years of livin' and vaginally birthing four children. I've decided it's time to share my secrets. It's just not fair to the rest…

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Oh Snow You Di’int. The Blizzard That Never Was.

There is nothing more exciting than a huge snowstorm. The anticipation is so fun. And it's all anyone can talk about. Earlier in the week, the weather people started saying we would get a dusting of snow. No bigs. After all it is February in Chicago. But by the time I flipped on the news on Tuesday night, the word blizzard was being used. I had to check the channel I had on. What the hell city were they talking about? Schools were already closing. What the what? A few…

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