That Time I Gouged Out My Eye: A Wedding Story.

Last weekend, I had a simply awesome time helping my youngest sister pick out a gorgeous wedding dress with friends, my other two sisters, and my Mom. But this post is not about that. Jasper took his very first flight as well, and was a model citizen of the sky. This post is not about that, either. I extended my trip for some much-needed chill time with my Dad and Mom; the former because he needed a high-five from me {Read More}

Olley Olley.

Yep, made it on the flight. It seems I have used all of my good travel karma- not to mention other travelers’ good will. Yesterday’s travels capped off an otherwise stellar week with simply abysmal airport conditions. (I realize it’s rather bougie to complain about expensive travel- and jaunts that get us home safely, at that- but permit me the post-holiday catharsis of a good ol’ transit whine.) I was already feeling rather mopey about leaving the homestead. Not only {Read More}

Also "Lords A’Leaping." I Also Wish You That.

In light of the fact that I am currently traveling through Chicago’s luxurious Midway Airport, I’ll keep my Christmas greeting brief (yet full of love- and perhaps only a bit of pith): During this holiday season (and anytime else, really), I wish you cookies without slightly burned undersides, rendering the whole cookie kinda smoky… …And helpful people. Like mail carriers who remember to close the mailbox on rainy/snowy days. And toddlers who don’t remove their boots in public places. Like {Read More}

On [in] the road [air] again…

This is how I USED to travel. This morning, the mini Schoeny clan o’ Chicago shall be heading back East. Sadly, this involves plane travel. Over the past few years, I’ve come to realize that I am a car trip kinda gal. So is my daughter. So is my husband (sans the “gal” part.) In fact, that last part is a bit of an understatement. Peej is the KING of the road trip. (And I am his consort. I can {Read More}

Whine and Jeez.

Magical cookies. I totally jinxed myself. Why oh why would I put it out there to the cosmos that I was relaxed- especially after my drama-free flight? And how about the fact that yesterday afternoon I actually mentioned that I had NOTHING to blog about for Monday morning? That’ll show me. United Airlines Strike Number 1: The flight was delayed. For mechanical reasons. In fact, it hadn’t even left Chicago by the time I got to the airport, less than an hour {Read More}

Can I write a Trip Advisor review?

Nice. I am really, really relaxed. This does not make for a compelling read, I realize. But let’s see if I can create some dramatic tension, twists n’ turns, and cliffhangers for bloggy’s sake. On Tuesday morning we got Nora out of bed at 5:45am to head to O’Hare. I had booked the earliest flight possible, thinking that it would be easy that way. (Sure, ’cause nothing says ‘easy’ like an exhausted toddler.) And an accident on 90/94 made me {Read More}

Let us pray.

Hi! Nora’s a really good little kid. I feel like I haven’t been blogging about her as much as I used to- back in the days of first food, first sounds, first episode of The Office- because she’s always just around. Being cool. Sure, she’s in the stories a ton, but hasn’t gotten a ton of solo press lately. So here’s what’s up with the biggie little in the house: -Anytime I’ve helped one of my kiddos out on the potty, {Read More}

Don’t trust that smile.

Nora and I just returned from her nine month checkup and I’m happy to report that she is indeed growing. And moving. And hitting milestones- in fact, she’s knocking ’em over like a sprinter catching his track shoes on a series of hurdles. Which, you know, isn’t usually a positive metaphor, but one that kept popping into my head. Kick, thwack, karate chop. Milestones. She’s still in the 10-25th percentile for height and head size (yay, consistent brains!) and solidly {Read More}