The Highs and Lows of #beingasportsfan

By on Oct 21, 2015 in Chicago, Cubs | 1 comment

The Chicago Cubs. The Fucking Loveable Losers. At the end of last season we were actually a little bit excited. Sure they finished last in the division. Sure they lost 89 games. But. They were fun in the last month. Soler hit the ball far. We had prospects! Bryant would play in 2015! We would do *something*. And we did. We were the third best team in Major League Baseball this year. And still the second wild card because the #NLCentralIsAwesome. And then. We beat the Pirates in the one off. We beat the Cardinals in the 5 game series. And OMG the happiness. The cheering. The toasting. The “Bring It” attitude we had to either the Mets or the Dodgers. Hashtag WeGotThis. Oh the confidence! The Monte Carlo simulations showed the Cubs winning the World Series 35% of the time! How could we lose?! And now. Here we are, down 3 games to none to the goddamn Mets. Currently down 6-0 in the second inning. Jason and I were at the game yesterday and I literally thought he was going to crawl under his chair when Cahill threw that wild pitch. The highs and lows of being a sports fan are ridiculous. We are full of the sadness. Although….I don’t think the sadness is as severe as it could be. Because my god we have a lot to look forward with this team. This team is super young…..they won 97 games this season and made it to the NLCS. After losing 89 games LAST YEAR! But let’s look to next year. We are losing almost no one. Who could we get? The possibility of Heyward? Price? Cute (although with his postseason…maybe not)? Grienke? The rumor mill will be churning starting tomorrow (unless they dig their way out of this game). And we look forward. It was a fun season. Maybe I’m writing this in the hope that I give it up to the Baseball Gods to show me that in baseball you always have to get all the outs and the Mets haven’t yet….it’s not over. Go Cubs!...

You’s on first

By on Oct 19, 2015 in Parenting | 1 comment

Every week in pre-school, Rocky has a letter of the week.  On Monday, during our walk to school, we generally discuss the letter and all that comes with it. Rocky: What’ the letter this week? Me: “T” Rocky: Does garbage can start with “T”? Me: No, garbage can starts with “G”.  Guh-Garbage can. Rocky: Oh.  Does leaf start with “T”? He’s got a ways to go with his letters.  Actually, I find it more impressive that he didn’t accidentally run into something that started with the letter T as we walked under the trees while trucks whizzed by.  But today, the letter game got a bit more baffling. We were in a quite a rush.  Veronica had slept about an hour total that night and the morning moved sluggishly.  So I threw him up on shoulders and we were off. Rocky: What’s the letter this week? Me: Hmm.  Oh right, this week is “U” Rocky: *giggles* No! That’s not a letter! Me: What? Yeah, “U”.  Like umbrella or unicorn or, uh, underwear. Rocky: *giggling harder* underwear! Me: Yeah, “U” Rocky: No, what’s the letter? Me:  It’s “U”, buddy Rocky: No!  I’m not a letter. Me: Ha, no, not you.  “U”.  The letter Rocky: No!  That’s not a letter Me: Not you, the Rocky.  You the letter.  “U”.  Like unicorn. Rocky: I’m not a letter! At that point I’m pretty sure he was screwing with me.  Which I appreciate.  Now we just have to figure out what to bring in for Show and Share for the letter “U”.  Would it be wrong to bring...

One Week and A Year

By on Oct 10, 2015 in Uncategorized | 2 comments

My #timehop app tells me that I wrote this post exactly one year ago. When I was going back through this site to find the link for that post, I realized we wrote almost every day last October. We were on it! We were going to do this! Jason was funny! I was kind of funny! I was going to have so many stories from staying home with kids and I could have my own “mommy blog” (god I loathe that phrase)! And then holy shit it’s hard being home with three kids who are all not in school. I mean I KNEW going into a stay at home gig that it was going to be harder than working a “real” job, but it’s harder in a way that I didn’t understand and I don’t know if I can explain it AND I don’t know if it’s the same for everyone so I won’t even try. I went into stay at home parenting only once the I had the third one.  Like, oh you can’t swim? Well I’m going to throw you in the deep water anyways and see how you do. Good Luck! Oh and there is a Rocky thrown into the mix! But we made it through the summer. Cleverly planned vacations to be every three weeks helped a lot. And now here we are with an almost 6 year old, a 3.5 year old and a 1 year year old. These three stopped for exactly one picture for me to take of them and then continued their running and pretending and playing. School has been a good choice for each kid. I thought Rocky might fail preschool but he’s doing fine. He’s so different from Lucy because Lucy went into preK-3 a little bit older and coming from a full day daycare situation so she knew more letters and numbers. But of course this doesn’t actually matter and when I ask him what he did in school he says, “I played!” and that makes me happy because of course that’s what you should be doing. He’s only in for a half day so Veronica and I go pick him up and then home for lunch. Possibly the best thing about school for Rocky is it knocks him out for a nice afternoon nap again which he had given up. I was worried about full day kindergarten after a summer of no schedules no nothing, but it’s been awesome. It’s a Chicago neighborhood elementary school and while of course they do shit I don’t like, no school is going to be perfect AND they do a lot of things I do like. The best best best part of this is that we live 2.5 blocks away from school. We walk every day. It’s kind of a parade of kids walking to school. The little boy across the street is in her class and they are “best” friends. When I’m out walking around Lincoln Square I frequently run into other parents who’s kids go to Waters. I live in this giant city and I might as well be in a small town. It 100% has that feeling. And I love it. Big city girl with a love for the quaint. We are going to try and get back on writing here more because really, everyone needs more TenLanes in their life. Quote of the house recently, “SHE FLUSHED MY PEE AND I WANTED TO FLUSH MY OWN PEEEEEEEE!!!!!!” Dude? Really?...