Category Archive: For Reals

Sep 20

Panda Express Knows Me Best.

Panda Express knows me best.

It’s like Panda Express knows me better than any guy I’ve ever dated.

Dec 08

Someone at Dramamine Kids is Asleep at the Wheel

Dramamine for Kids product description

Last week, a colleague of mine was complaining that she couldn’t take her 2 1/2-year-old son on car trips to visit family because he’d get extremely carsick.  I could empathize, having been a motion-challenged child myself.  “Have you tried Dramamine?” I asked.  “No,” she replied.  “I don’t want to give my son any medication.”  “Oh.  So she’s one of THOSE moms,” I thought.  Good luck with that.  “I’m pretty sure they make a version for kids,” I said.  Wanting to prove I’m right, I pulled up the site on my computer and, sure enough, there’s a version for kids named, interestingly enough, “Dramamine for Kids.”

Jul 04

Get ’em started early…

Gumball machine

Whatever happened to visiting an establishment and, oh, I dunno,  just getting a GUMBALL????  Do toddlers REALLY need mini-handcuffs, grenades, and assorted ammunition?  Apparently, the answer is yes.

Feb 27

Perfect Easter gift from Hallmark

Hallmark store, Randolph Street, Chicago, Illinois

When you care enough to send the very best…

Hallmark store, Randolph Street, Chicago, Illinois

Sep 01

Facebook Is For Puppy Pics and Drooling Babies, Not Political Fights.


A wise Pinterest pin once read: “Thanks for changing my political ideology through your rant on Facebook, said nobody, ever.”  And I wholeheartedly subscribe to that theory.

Facebook is a place for pictures of puppies dressed as people and photos of cute babies drooling.  It is NOT the place for political cheerleading and berating others for their opinions and beliefs.  It’s a place to solicit donations for fun runs, thoughts and prayers for ill family members, to commiserate about crappy jobs, brag/vent about wonderful/shitty spouses and/or kids.

Aug 07

Some people take Forever XXI quite literally.

Chicago, IL

Chicago, IL

Jul 07

Cough Drop Manufacturers Really Suck, Part II

Don't wait to get started.

It’s bad enough to be sick during summer, but to have cough drop manufacturers kicking you when you’re down is just plain mean. Last year, I discovered that cough drop companies think we’re morons.  Hall’s now has a campaign where they offer “a pep talk in every drop!”  Um, I feel like crap.  I can’t taste anything and am coughing so hard I’ve pulled a muscle in my chest.  My nose is raw from blowing it and I have zero appetite because I have a mucus pool forming in my stomach.  (Gross, I know.)  I’ve been sick for more than two weeks.  Gimme a break.  So when I read your “inspirational saying” that I should “inspire envy” … well, excuse me while I punch you in the throat.

Jun 23

Adventures in Healthcare: Northern Ohio Edition

Classy Wendy's

I woke up Friday morning, the first day of my four day vacation, with a sore throat.  Uh-oh, I thought to myself.  This won’t be good.  A shower didn’t help, neither did the 7+hour road trip I’d taken the day before from Chicago to Ohio with my brother and sister-in-law’s boisterous but loveable dog, Walter, to whom I am very allergic.  I did everything I could – purchased the Zyrtec plus congestion meds that I was put on the national meth registry for buying, sat in the front seat, etc.  By Friday afternoon, the sore throat had migrated down into my chest and I hacked like a life-long smoker with a breathing problem.  By the time we’d arrived at my family’s lake house Friday night, I knew I was in trouble.  (For those who are regular readers of my blog, this is the same place where I had my eyebrow threading adventures last summer.)

Jun 16

Well this makes a lot of sense…

Chicago, Spring 2012

A few weeks ago, as I was walking to work, I noticed a bunch of signs like this one posted on trees.

Chicago, Spring 2012

May 27

A Night at the (Turtle) Races

Big Joe's Chicago, IL

I had been looking forward to the Turtle Races for months, ever since my friend Michelle told me about the bar that hosted it down the street from her husband’s old neighborhood.   We had planned to go before, but I’d gotten sick and wasn’t able to attend.  So when the e-mail titled “Turtle racing?” arrived in my inbox last week, I was all over it.

Big Joe's Chicago, IL

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