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the long weekend.

Labor Day weekend can get a little crazy for us. It’s the end of summer and the start of school. It also holds two very important birthdays in our family: Tim’s, and our oldest daughter, Orlagh’s. Even if we’re not planning anything like a children’s party or a family get together, I tend to have a wild look in my eye until we’re through it.

happy fourth.

Hearing the pop of a stray firecracker this time of summer brings me back to how I spent nearly every Fourth of July as a child. A few days before the day, my dad would take my brother and me to a hobby store which, for a short time, stocked its aisles with black cats, roman candles, fountains and bottle rockets.

down time.

Ever since we moved from our much loved Chicago walk up to a nearby urban suburb, I’ve kept a couple of rituals that give me a little bit of alone time in the city.