girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

Category: Kenmore Place

  •      We are moved back in to the house, the temporary apartment has been emptied and cleaned. I still have boxes and boxes to go through in the basement, as well as furniture to move upstairs and art to rehang. Paulie is chipping away at painting ceilings, touching up walls, reinstalling blinds and installing…

  • Just when I feel overwhelmed by risk and debt and responsibilities, a little voice reminds me of how good we’ve got it. Me, scooping up apple cores, baby wipes and Culver's bags: “Man, this car is a mess”. Viv: ”At least it doesn't smell like old cheese anymore”.

  • In an effort to make a temporary, rather bleak one bedroom apartment more tolerable for the family, especially over the holiday, I’ve been thinking we will have some fun and try to make it a little adventure.    Mama: ”Honey, let’s make the little apartment fun, we can decorate it anyway we want. How about…

  • I have a sheet of stickers. Charlie comes over, asks for a sticker, gets a sticker and waddles in to the next room. In that room, he folds the sticker. A minute later, he is back, waving his hand around with the half folded sticker stuck to it and proclaiming that the sticker is broken.…

  • It’s been an exhausting few weeks. My community is in an uproar over the highschool production of To Kill A Mockingbird, which exposed the school’s ugly power dynamic, ineffective school board governance, and of course, very loud obnoxious white lady style racism. We spent a week vacationing with family up north, with all the emotional weight,…

  • I got called out this week for suggesting that the monarch butterflies that survived, survived because of my care. Nope, they did not. I had, in fact, very little to do with it. For the record: Our neighbor friend gave us a chrysalis earlier this summer, from her butterfly garden. We watched it hatch and…

  • Paulie and Viv are at the races all day, I already have two loads of laundry done and the sun is shining. Time to go to the farmers market, just Charlie and me. Or, because he has a boppie and is totally ignorable four feet ahead of me in the double stroller, mentally just me.…

  • It's been a spring of late snowstorms and lingering cold. Only this morning, already the first of May, does the air finally feel promising. And yet there are still patches of snow in our concrete yard. And also a large patch of standing water that Viv says looks like a dinosaur. (The mudjacking company says…

  • On Tuesday night, I refreshed my screen a hundred times, waiting for the local election results. More than ever before,  I really cared who was elected to the Village Board. Shorewood has had a lot of development in the last five years (and by a lot I mean an eight story apartment building, a parking…

  • I made the mistake of getting engaged with the local Village Board election coming up in April. Paulie hasn't had the chance to attend a forum or read much, so I keep him informed. This morning was all about the TIFs, the lack of bidding out professional services, and the issues that never even got…