LiveStrong Marathon – Wanting a Redo

The 2012 Austin-LiveStrong Marathon  is this weekend. I actually have a bunch of friends who are flying down to join in the fun for either the full marathon or the half version. And while I’m happy and excited for all of them – I’m feeling a little mixed. I ran the LiveStrong half last year with several Imerman Angels friends.…

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Feeling My Age at the Chicago Auto Show

I recently spent a day at the Chicago Auto Show with my son – who is turning 16. He’s feeling pretty grown-up these days. I’m feeling frazzled. Read on: It used to be, when I’d take the kids to the Chicago Auto Show, I’d feel exhilarated. Bedazzled. Young, Sleek. Bright. Super-charged. The other day when I took my youngest son to…

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Dusting Off a Valentine from the Family Archives!

Dear Mom, Thanks. Thank you for saving every card I ever made for you. And thank you for carefully taping them in to scrapbook after scrapbook. Preserving them as if they were meant to go to the Smithsonian someday. What you actually created, as I now look at all your efforts forty-some years later, was enough “memories” to fill four…

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From Ann Landers to Man-Landers

When I was a kid – back in a little town in Nebraska – one of my mom’s favorite things to read every morning was an advice column in the Omaha World Herald . They were written by Ann Landers Ann Landers was a pen name for a woman named Eppie Lederer – and she wrote that column for something like…

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Teaching My Son Social Skills

Once upon a time, I had a kid who couldn’t keep his hands off anyone. Make that “everyone.” So I enrolled him into Tai Kwon Do classes for what seemed to be years.  And I sweated bricks wondering if he’d ever grow out of that phase. He did. He learned a lot. And I learned that sometimes you just need…

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Save the Last Dance for Dad

My daughter and I went to a Valentine’s Daddy-Daughter Dance. It was in the cafeteria of a local grade school. “Formal,” said the pink flyer she brought home one day. I later learned that meant all fluorescent lights would be off and we’d be dancing to the moonlit glow of a few exit signs. My daughter had one goal for the night. She wanted…

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The Best Days?

An open letter to every kid who has ever rolled their eyes when an adult said, “Hey, these are the best days of your life!”: What do you mean “The Best Days”? First of all, I’m sorry if that didn’t make you feel better. We weren’t trying to downplay the stress you deal with on a daily basis. We didn’t…

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Happy 16th, Son. 16 Days and Counting

My youngest son is turning 16 the middle of this month. Yes – youngest. I vividly remember about seven years ago, saying that my oldest son was turning 16. And I recall feeling far too young to be saying that. Today, I just feel old. Like any soon-to-be 16 year-old, my son’s got his mind set on some new wheels.…

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The Good Side of a Bad Blizzard

As hundreds of thousands of commuters across Chicagoland breathe a collective sigh of relief as we dig our way out of Friday afternoon’s “couldn’t-come-at-a-worse-time” blizzard, this dad woke up to a quite Saturday morning, grateful he wasn’t stuck in four-plus-hours of traffic yesterday, and determined to shovel his way out of the eight inches of snow topping his driveway. I…

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Erma. And Mom.

My mom was your typical mom of the sixties and seventies. She was a stay-at-home mom (long before the term “stay-at-home” was even used).  She was just a mom. Like millions of other women. Overworked. Under-appreciated. And certainly under-represented in media. Then came the refreshing, honest voice of another mom from Dayton, Ohio. Her name was Erma Bombeck. She started…

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