We’ve just returned from a fabulous weekend in the Windy City. The best way to spend the first true “spring” weekend, IMO, is to take a red headed, blue eyed baby to a St. Patrick’s day Parade. Seriously!!! So much attention, so much fun. It was the SouthSide Irish Parade–a little neighborhood gala that attracts 250,000 people (no joke) annually to watch revelers go down Western Avenue. It’s an annual reunion of sorts…we see people we only see at the parade, run into people we haven’t seen in forever, all while watching bagpipes and Irish Dance Schools do their thing. More later…just wanted to stop by and say hi and get at least one picture posted!! Want more?? Click here! Don’t mind the drunken fools and all the trash in the background! 
So you know how hard it is to get together with just one or two girlfriends for coffee, right?? Do we bring the kids or not? If no, then there’s a sitter to get or a hubby to coordinate with. If yes, then it’s coordinating your kiddo’s “good time” with your friend’s kiddo’s “good time”. Which is about as likely as…coordinating anything with two toddlers–not gonna happen.
SO….how do you get over 500 bloggers to get together at once????? You go here!!! On your time. Be it 10 am, 10pm….whenever.
If you found me this way, welcome!! I’m mom to the most amazing girl who’s 19 months old, and ours through the miracle of domestic open adoption. I’m back to working close to full-time (I’m sort of in denial) and enjoy volunteering for any good cause (especially if there’s a silent auction to run). I hope this blog entertains, keeps friends and family somewhat updated and serves as a testimonial to the miracle of adoption. It also serves as a scrapbook of my life currently, because, let’s face it, if I actually did that, I wouldn’t have time to blog!
Just like on Sex & the City!!
NOT. Ok, the only way my life resembles that TV show is that it’s 6pm on a Friday and I’m drinking a Cosmo. I’m in suburia, have toddler snot on my shirt, my glass is plastic, and my entire outfit cost less than $50, so obviously, the only thing that has my thinking “carrie bradshaw” is my drink. Which is goooood.
Other ways my like is not like Carrie B’s:
Tomorrow we are going shopping!!! (for a new dishwasher. fabulously more exciting than a pair of shoes at this point in my life) Did you know that behind the panel of a d/w is a piece of courrogated cardboard? And behind that is the mechanism that works the timer/soap release, and that’s it?? M taught me that this week. Thus the reason we are going shopping tomorrow.
I am going to dinner tomorrow night downtown with a girlfriend!
(to a Catholic Life Network dinner) Girls’ night out with a prolife theme, if you will.
We are going to a show on Sunday!! (to the Murat Circus) yes, the Circus is in town, and we’ll think M will dig it!