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Like Mary Tyler Moore, But Different.

Photo credit: Balee Images

Photo credit: Balee Images

I was born in Chicago, Illinois and raised here until I was ten years old. Though I spent the next sixteen years in four other states before returning home with my family in 1995, mine is definitely a case of “You can take the girl out of Chicago but you can’t take Chicago out of the girl.” I’ve got fierce pride for the Windy City. In fact, I bet I could write a book about it. Wait, I did.

I currently live in the western suburbs of Chicago with my husband Jim. We have two sons, twenty-three-year-old D and twenty-one-year-old J. I love to exercise and spend lots and lots of time at my local Dailey Method studio. I work part-time for BlogHer as a Social Media Researcher, a job I love so much that it doesn’t even feel like a job. I’m thrilled to be co-producing the “Listen To Your Mother” show, which came to Chicago for the very first time on May 6, 2012. Our fifth annual show will take place on Sunday May 1, 2016 at the Athenaeum Theatre in Chicago. I’m also excited to work on the LTYM National Team as the New Cities Mentor and have had a ball coaching all of the new directors and producers through the process of creating their shows in the last three seasons.

I created my online home here at Suburban Scrawl in 2007 (where I write about parenting teens, fitness, the city of Chicago, travel, and a bit of randomness on the side). In 2012 I was a Featured Blogger for Hallmark’s “Life Is A Special Occasion” campaign. I also write offline as a freelancer, too. And then of course there are my books.

I have a Type A personality which is, frankly, a blessing and a curse. I have been known to drive those closest to me absolutely nuts, but I’m also known for getting things done and being a great friend…so it all balances out, at least according to my calculations.

Visiting the city (and taking advantage of the great food, shopping, events, shows, scenery, and attractions it offers) is one of my favorite things to do and when I get there, I do not stop grinning from ear to ear. I have tossed my hat in the air out of giddiness, while standing on the corner of Michigan and Wacker. Jim believes I need an intervention. I beg to differ.