East Coast Travels, Volume One: In a nutshell, we’ve got cousins, concerts, old friends, new pals, flappin’ about in a pool, and loving on Mim and Pop. That’s a pretty big nutshell. See you next week, friends. You won’t be able to miss me. I’ll be the one weighing roughly a thousand pounds from all of this incredible food… …and face-planting into the pool because of all of these incredible (and incredibly energetic) children.
A Recap, My Travolta Name, & Things That Beat Another Blanket Tent.
March 5, 2014 By 4 Comments
Local peeps, there is so much wonderfulness afoot. (Not the weather, though. Hahahaha. No.) I mean arts-wise. Stuff I Find Ridiculously Cool: On Sunday, March 9th from 11am to 3pm, the Ruth Page Center for the Arts is hosting their annual Open House for dance and fitness classes. This means you can sample any of their 30-minute introductory classes (for kiddos and adults) FOR FREE. And you can try as many as you like: acrobatics, Pilates, Afro-Cuban dance and everything else you [I] {Read More}
April Date: Folk Music And Empanadas And No Falling Asleep.
April 22, 2013 By 1 Comment
With all of the madness and world events and still jet-lagged children, I wasn’t sure we’d manage a Date Night this month. However, P.J. wasn’t about to end his streak o’ dately awesome since Christmas– and surprised me with tickets to see Hem at The Old Town School of Folk Music. (Which, if y’all locals haven’t managed to see a show there, do it. ‘Cause it’s the loveliest.) Hem, a terrific folk band, hasn’t toured in about six years and is now promoting {Read More}
Snow, Enya, and Confusing Friends & Family Since 2008.
March 7, 2013 By 4 Comments
So, Midwest: This snow thing. Come on. There’s been a slight disconnect lately between anticipated snow and the subsequently unwarranted freak-outs. Having been a resident of Chicago for over a decade now(!) and being in the [poorly plowed] trenches for the majority of those winters, I’d like to remind my neighbors of what snowfall is. And four inches of ground cover within the city proper wouldn’t even have been a blip three years ago. You call this snow? For example, during {Read More}
The Full Catastrophe! The Nields!
May 25, 2012 By 3 Comments
Katryna and Nerissa Nields have come out with a new album. For anyone who a) grew up in Western Massachusetts or b) loves good folk music, this is terribly exciting. I fall into both of these categories. The Nields were big on the coffeehouse/Lilith Fair circuit when I was an impressionable high-schooler and, now that I’m a impressionable mother of two, they’ve come out with The Full Catastrophe, their ode to parenthood, marriage, and how good life continues to be. {Read More}
And Now…We Sleep.
August 22, 2011 By 2 Comments
There is so much. There is always so much. Will you remind me of this in the dark days of early Chicago March when I want to chew my own face off with stir-craziness/no one returns my phone calls? (I had never previously believed those two items to be related. I now see the error of my ways.) The last handful of days can be broken down into three very specific events: We’re not leaving, are we? End O’ The Cape {Read More}
Popapalooza ’11
May 9, 2011 By 3 Comments
It was a really great weekend. Sure, Keely, you say. You always have a good time/eat too much food/nap during the chaos/watch MST3k your Dad and old movies with your Mom. What made this trip so boss? He shreds. Well, there was live music. Featuring my Dad. And two bands. Three if you count my sister Chelly wailing on the vocals. And the food was in a buffet- that means that no one really knew how much food was consumed. (Secret: new {Read More}
Is there a statute of limitations on stealing music?
April 7, 2011 By 6 Comments
Last night, as I was driving to Target (and thoroughly enjoying the alone time; I think it was Louis C.K. who deemed the walk from putting the kids in the backseat and getting to the driver’s seat as a mini vacation), I flipped through the radio stations. Happily for my solo singin’ time, the song Rosanna came on the radio. (I love Toto. Have since I was six, which is roughly when that song came out.) Inexplicably, hearing it made {Read More}
