Family Funk

Dueling Hybrids?

My dad called today and after he finished thinking TW was me, we chatted about his home improvement projects and about our move and as we were about to hang up because we had nothing more to say, I remembered…. “Hey! I bought a car!” he asked what I bought and laughed. I told him the Metallic Grey Prius and he laughed again. I asked why he was laughing… because he too bought a car. Also a Hybrid. Also “grey”. But he bought the Honda and just picked it up on Monday.

We chatted a bit about our choices and I of course had more to say because I have actually driven both the hybrid Prius and the hybrid Honda – he hasn’t actually driven the Prius and only test drove the Honda once before he ordered.

Anyway… being who we are… we’re tracking our mileage so we can compare every week. Which hybrid will win?

Mine, I’m sure.

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Always Patsy Cline

When I bought the tickets for Always Patsy Cline I thought both Jenn and TW would roll their eyes at me or possibly refuse to go with me. Neither are big country fans and as far as I know, Jenn doesn’t even know who Patsy Cline IS.

But, they were game with nary a rolled eye.

We arrived late. We left the hotel late to pick up Jenn. It took her awhile to say goodbye to the boy (which caused ME to roll MY eyes) and then I drove right past the parking garage entrance on Cumberland and then drove down Church St and back to the garage and then drove around the garage a bit. Heh. We were escorted to the very front row during the opening song – before “Patsy” came out – before “Louise” came out but still it was the first song. Front row seats were not great and I was worried again that I was going to get lynched by the two women I dragged to the show…

But. It was awesome.

Loved it. I am so glad I bought the tickets. I have no idea what Always Patsy Cline will be like if it’s in your area but if you get to Spoleto and those chicks are performing it – you should go. It’s fun.

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Banana Monologues

When I realized we were going to be in Charleston DURING Spoleto I almost cried. I have not been able to attend a Spoleto event since Jenn was a toddler and every year I’ve said “next year, I’ll be there!” and every year… it didn’t work out.

I quickly ran to see what kind of tickets were available for the days we were in Charleston and rather than being disappointed that most events were already sold out, I patiently clicked through everything available and bravely selected two shows that would fit into our time schedule. Both are actually “Piccolo Spoleto” events and one was “Piccolo Fringe“. (You have to learn a whole new vocabulary to understand Spoleto.)

We saw the first last night and this is the one I was most concerned about.

Banana Monologues

A stand-up show about One relationship, where One woman gave One man the best sex of his life… and all the crap to go with it. This is the subject matter of the hilarious one-man show, “

Misogynistic much? Yep, but it was funny and from the reactions of the small audience in the very small and interesting American Theater most people agreed. The older men in front of us were most appreciative of the monologue. The women they were with laughed almost as much but… not quite. And that was interesting as well.

I spent some time thinking about how many times I have seen middle age men get up and leave during the first 15 minutes of the Vagina Monologues and pondering why those men couldn’t handle that show yet women didn’t get up and walk out of Banana Monologues. Why is that? Patriarchy maybe? 😉

We enjoyed it. Really.

And tonight, Always Patsy Cline… heh.

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Things you learn while waiting for a baby…

I am anxiously, very anxiously, awaiting news about my newest nephew – The Heir to the Throne JR and when 1:30 came and went and there was still no news, I sent my mom a text message.

I didn’t really think my mom DID text messages and was surprised when she texted me back really quickly with an answer. I sent another text… she didn’t reply. But then I got email from her.

My text messages were costing her .75 a shot. Oops. Are there really people who don’t have at least some free text messages on their plan? Apparently, there are. Who knew?

So now I’m back to waiting impatiently for the phone to ring – since I’m pretty sure nobody will text me the news.

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Optimistic answers

And the questions about the move just keep on coming… some I will never answer in a blog post but if you’ve asked, I’ve replied by email anyway – that’s good enough for those. Other questions will be answered in a series of posts I’ll be making about moving – stay tuned, I swear the first one will appear next week. Other questions, I’m trying to answer as time allows. Time. I need more of it.

Now, on optimism and positive thinking. Yea. Whatever. That’s pretty much my answer to those of you who are bound and determined to get me to look at the bright side. Yea. Whatever.

I spent more than 20 years moving around the world because the Air Force insisted I do so. I was full of optimism and positive thinking. Any time I see a military spouse upset about her new tour of duty, I kindly remind her that “your tour is what you make of it….”

I know, I know. Really, I do. I appreciate the attempts at positivity but they aren’t all that necessary. Once we’re in full-fledged move mode, I’ll be fine. Once we’re there, I’ll be mostly fine. In the meantime, I’m going to bitch as much as I want to – or need to, because believe me – I need to.

And while I’m sure living in the suburbs of Chicago will be AWESOME for a dozen reasons, it’s also never going to be a place that I regret leaving. This, I can guarantee. And that’s ok. I can live anywhere for eight or nine years. I’ve lived in worse places and under worse circumstances. It will be fine. Once we do it and once we settle into it.

And to answer one of Vered’s questions, very specifically…

Can you name something, anything, that is better over there compared with Gainesville?

I’ve already named one – Joy! Joy will live there! Joy who is the mother of THE Jory DesJardins. That’s better.

Also, major airport makes it much easier to book flights to wherever we need to go. Flying from Gainesville stinks – to put it mildly.

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More from the great north

I know, I’m sorry, I came home to a ton of work and have had absolutely no time to blog more about our trip north. I still don’t have a lot of time and I’m working on a series of posts about moving that won’t come ’til next month – hopefully this will tide you over for a while.

When we arrived in Chicago and had that weird automatic that expected me to shift, we took a quick driving tour of houses we were interested in seeing – we started with a house in Lincolnwood then hit two more in Glenview. From there, three houses in Wilmette and then onto five in Evanston and then finally two in Skokie. By the time we hit Evanston, TW was ready for a pit stop so she said “if you see a McDonald’s, I’d like to stop” (code for I have to use the bathroom.)

This caused me to realize that we’d been driving for a very long time, covering a lot of territory and I hadn’t actually seen a McDonald’s or any type of fast food besides Dairy Queen, Jimmy John’s and Einstein Bagel – all in strip malls. We’d also seen Starbucks in strip malls. But no stand alone McDonalds, Burger King, Taco Bell etc… hmmmm

I kept driving and finally when we hit Dempster, I knew we’d find some because I had heavily researched Dempster because I was SURE we were going to rent a house on that street. (We didn’t.) I pulled into McDonald’s – TW raced for the restroom – I pulled out my phone to call Michelle. I also ordered a coke and while I was ordering, I said to Michelle “Well, it took us two hours of driving to find a McDonald’s.” The woman who had just ordered in front of me turned around and burst into laughter. I thought for sure we were going to see ourselves on Overheard in Chicago. heh

A lot of you have asked “So, what’s it like in Evanston/Glenview?”

It’s hard to describe, particularly if you’ve never spent much time in Indiana or Illinois. It looks like THAT. I think we boiled it down to “Evanston looks like Chicago but without the stuff that makes Chicago cool.” and Glenview looks like a suburb of Atlanta would look if Atlanta was in the midwest. Does that help?

Let’s see… what else can I tell you?

I finally ate at Cheesecake Factory. I’ve never been – I don’t think I’ve ever seen one. I’ve always wondered why people go there for birthdays and make a big deal of it. It’s a chain, what’s the big deal. I see now. It is a chain but it’s a specialty chain. And I enjoyed it.

We went to Trader Joe’s, finally! Yay. There’s one around the corner from where we will live. No more care packages from California are necessary (though I have greatly appreciated the ones I’ve been sent.)

Also, The Blind Faith Cafe in Evanston was awesome. I had this Shiitake Gorgonzola Biscuits thingy and it was awesome. I said awesome, right? We also hit the Cafe Express on Dempster and the chick working was very nice, coffee was good, too.

What else do you want to know?

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A little helpful advice…

Dear citizens of Chicago, Evanston, Wilmette, Skokie, Glenview and beyond….

When you meet someone who says “I’m moving to Evanston from Florida” your answer should really NOT be anything remotely similar to “Are you CRAZY?” Also, blank stare, mouth hanging open and “You’re kidding, right?” is also not all that helpful.

I understand the shock. Believe me. I understand. I’m going through it.

It would really be very helpful if you would just answer with “Welcome to Evanston” and leave it at that.

After all, if you can’t say anything nice about your own town… maybe it is better if you don’t say anything at all?

Thank you.

Flamingo House Floridians Moving North

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