Periodically I have been documenting my alternative transportation fun and games on here, and I have one last installment in the adventure known as Car Sharing. I wrote a piece before about RelayRides and GetAround, both of which I belong to and have used. There is also ZipCar, but I find their annual fee to... Continue Reading →
There's a segment of the total people I know that I refer to as "garden" people. I only see them in the summer, and when I'm talking to my husband about them, I identify them as "garden friends." Pasquale, the Italian gardener who is the guru of our community plots, is "My Garden Friend Pasquale."... Continue Reading →
I don't know where to start. No, that's not right. I've started. Several times. I've got little "starts" all over the house; the framed artwork I've started boxing for shipment, the piles of plastic bags full of stuff I'm getting rid of, the half-full boxes of papers (oh my GOD the papers we have accumulated)... Continue Reading →
My husband and kids are sending me to the symphony for Mother's Day. The Chicago Symphony Orchestra has been performing Rimsky-Korsakov's Scheherazade, and this Sunday, they're doing a special "behind the score" event. Tim earmarked this event at the beginning of the symphony season, and jumped on it when he knew that neither he nor... Continue Reading →
As you may well have assumed, the preparations for our move out west are in full swing. Or I guess, more accurately, the planning is in full swing. The preparations are largely in hurry-up-and-wait mode. Which makes sense. Meg can't pack a lot of what we're taking with us, she's still using it! She can't... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 