Archive for January, 2009

He’s the Greatest Dancer

Published Date: January 30th, 2009
Category: Weekly Thought

“What does disco mean?” Indeed. He got me there.   This was G’s question of the day as we tried on our outfits for the upcoming Chicago Park District’s Valentine’s Day Disco Bash.   I was not sure how to answer that one. To many, disco is solely a format of music. For others, it [...]

Polling Day

Published Date: January 23rd, 2009
Category: Weekly Thought

After our daily conversation regarding whether or not Rihanna or Beyonce is prettier (Rihanna always wins), G decided he wanted to make a Rihanna collage. This counts as an at-home art project, right?   It was not even our idea, since he saw the original “Rihanna poster” at our local YMCA. As we exited the babysitting [...]


Published Date: January 16th, 2009
Category: Poetry

                                    One small whiff of                                     the aging lady sitting                                     next to me and it is                                     as if I am                                     eight again                                     Standing in Babish’s                                     pink-flowered bathroom with                                     pink tiles and                                     (yes) pink tub                                     Watching her                                     slowly rub the                                     white chalky paste on her                                     wrinkled [...]

These are the Days

Published Date: January 7th, 2009
Category: Weekly Thought

  “You won’t always fit in my lap. But today you do.”   I told him as he snuggled into my lap and I inhaled the smell of his still baby-fine hair like it was the secret elixir of life. Or some new drug. And he turned to me as I held him and said, [...]

Polar Bear What?

Published Date: January 6th, 2009
Category: Weekly Thought

  I decided to plunge into 2009 with gusto.   Literally. I jumped into Lake Michigan on January 1st.     Yes, I was one of those crazy Chicagoans you see on T.V. every year who decide to take part in the “Polar Bear Plunge” and jump into Lake Michigan at noon on New Year’s [...]