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I had hoped to report that my “wear pants with a zipper” diet has been huge success … That the pounds are just melting away … that I’ve rediscovered my waist … that I’ve dropped a pants size … And that I’ve shedded {autocorrect wants me to say shredded, which works too} my shields of oversized hoodies and sweaters … emerging slim and trim and ready for swimsuit season. * Sigh … [Read more...]
It was just a matter of time, wasn’t it? What with all those mason jar projects I’ve been tackling as my surgered finger heals. It’s been a good run. Well, some of my loyal readers may think otherwise. You don’t fool me. I can hear your sarcasm dripping thick in the comment threads … I thought I had another brilliant mason jar idea up my sleeve: recreating one of my favorite … [Read more...]
To wear pants with a zipper. A noble goal. A shrewd dieting strategy … and a goal and a strategy I wish I’d formulated myself … But, alas, it was the brilliant idea of this brilliant blogger. Now, she has yet to share this goal – or strategy? or combination of both? – on her blog. So, being the good and gracious friend that I am, I opted to beat her to … [Read more...]
Sometimes I wish my kids were still little shrimps. Back when I controlled their every move. I determined who they played with and when and where and how long. I determined extracurricular activities like sports and music and art classes. I knew every detail of their lives because I was the puppet master. Pulling the strings of their lives. Not so much anymore. And while my kids do share a great deal of their days with me (and Mike) … [Read more...]
There’s a phenomenon that happens every summer along the Lakefront in Chicago … … and I’m not talking about the hordes of people who flock to the beaches in their swimsuits and flip flops and matching towels. I’m talking about the hordes of people who flock to the green spaces surrounding the beaches. Along the Lakefront. And it's not just random groups of people flocking there. … [Read more...]
This recipe dates back in my family to the McGahan’s and the Mahoney’s … and I’m not really sure how far back it goes … …all I know is it’s not Thanksgiving without mom’s cranberry jelly. And since I haven’t celebrated Thanksgiving at my mother’s home in more than a decade, I was force to learn how to make this on my own. Before proceeding, in the interest of full disclosure ... 1. This is a two day … [Read more...]
Hi there! My name is Linda and I’m a Jersey-born-and-bred Midwestern transplant who lives in Chicago with my husband and two children. We've lived in our home since 1995 and over the years our style has changed and evolved. I wouldn't call my home a work-in-progress -- more like a rework-in-progress as I refresh and remodel things around here ... one room at a time.
