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City Girl Confessions: A New Kind of Al Fresco Experience
City Girl Confessions is my recurring column in The Glencoe Anchor. When they first caught my eye, I thought they were bubbles. Or perhaps new-age moving pods, meant for quick storage during renovations. Either way, the sidewalks on Vernon Avenue were filling up with giant, clear orbs at the precise moment that freezing winter temperatures…
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With Happy Hearts
This pillow encapsulates our Christmas season. And our year, actually. A year with painful goodbyes and stitched up hearts. A year of warmth and growth. I’ll remember this year as the one where Wells chimed in reading ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas,’ alternating pages with Fitz and I while Gus listened. I’ll recall how Fitz…
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“It’s Christmas Time in the City…”
Just dreaming of this…in 2011, Fitz and I went to Paris to commemorate our 30th birthdays. We stayed mere steps from the Arc de Triomphe and Champs Elysee. This photo brought me way back to that magical time. Another special part of that trip? Coming home and finding out that I was pregnant with Wells.…
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Christmas & Other Things
New stockings to welcome the newest family member (Putter the dog) Annual holiday party, with candied bacon winning again for best bite A Home Alone-themed party in which Fitz dressed as Gus Polinski, polka king of the Midwest (he took clarinet lessons, people. CLARINET LESSONS) Hot tea, green juice, water, repeat (also: prayers for my…
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City Girl Confessions: The Soothing Art of Consistency
Each morning, around the 8am hour, my car curves around a corner and I see the same familiar sight: two people out for a walk, clad in matching red parkas. It was 23 degrees this morning. The chill was of no concern for these two friends on their stroll. Clouds of breath were visible…
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An Evening with ‘The Niceties’ at Writers Theatre
I love the escape of theatre. I love that I can pause my life to steal away into a dark room, watch art that will spin my brain around, and return to my world feeling transformed. And I’m so very lucky to have a world-class theatre right here in Glencoe. This past week I was…
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City Girl Confessions: In the Quiet of Morning, Preparations Begin
City Girl Confessions is my recurring column in The Glencoe Anchor. My weekday mornings begin in the dark. Under a pitch black sky, I slowly drag myself from a warm bed, throw on some clothes, fill a water bottle, and drive to Reach, our local yoga studio. The drive is less than five minutes, but…
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City Girl Confessions: Knocking Out The Scary Bits
City Girl Confessions is my recurring column in The Glencoe Anchor. It’s the most wonderful time of year…for me. I am positively delighted by Halloween and all of its orange-and-black spooky splendor. I’ve been this way since I was a kid, poring over costume ideas and scouting haunted houses while immersing myself in scary books…
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Convos With Writers: 11 Questions with Amanda Simkin
‘Chicago mom’ is a term synonymous with Amanda Simkin. When I was freelancing for parenting websites, our paths kept crossing in such unique ways that by the time we officially met I thought, “Wait- how have we not been friends for years?!” Good news, we are friends, and I glean inspiration from this mama-of-two everyday-…
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Falling Fast
This morning I exited the yoga studio, hopped into my car, and drove home with my mouth agape. It’s here. The most stunningly beautiful part of the season is here. The leaves are on fire. The leaves are falling. It’s mesmerizing. It’s bittersweet. I know that in just an hour’s time, I could look up…
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