With less than two minutes left, Jonathan Toews made an incredible pass to Bryan Bickell to tie the game. Suddenly hope was restored. We would make it to overtime for the fourth time this series, and the Blackhawks had already won two of the previous three overtime games. I hope you didn't blink.
Seventeen seconds later, Dave Bolland made history in what had already been an historic season for the Blackhawks. They were less than a minute away from their second cup in four years. In 17 seconds, they went from heartbreaking loss, to Stanley Cup glory. I really hope you didn't blink. (Read more ...)
My famous last words: "I will not move back to Highland Park."
That's what I told my wife when we were looking for a house. I grew up in Highland Park and though I loved elementary and middle school, high school I could've done without. I think that can be said for many people. Instead, I had a suburbs crush on Glenview. (Read more…)
"She's darker than you." the girl said to me. She was twisting her blond hair and chewing on it while her blue eyes darted between me and my daughter. Fray was attempting cartwheels with great enthusiasm and seemed not to hear. "And what's with her hair?" the girl blurted out loudly. "Do you wash it? Why is it so crazy?"
I regarded Fray's afro as a few other parents gave me sympathetic looks and rolled their eyes at the kid's perceived impudence. Only hours before, the afro had been a collection of neat little braids. The current hairdo was the result of my tediously unbraiding, washing, conditioning and combing my daughter's hair amid dramatic protests and screams of agony (despite the plug of a sizable lollipop and Doc McStuffins on TV). (Read more…)
I don't believe much in serendipity but sometimes when situations knock you right in the face, it's hard to deny them.
This morning on my walk into work, I received an email from my vet wishing our dog Toby a "happy birthday." Now before you go accusing me of being a terrible pet parent and not knowing my dog's special day, let me preface this by saying Toby is a rescue dog. We've always considered his "birthday" to be the day he found his forever home with us, which is not until June 26. And we are actually planning a big puppy party for him, but I digress… (Read more…)