I am sitting in the Soldier Field press box right now, not afraid to admit I’m looking forward to the halftime tribute to Walter Payton more than the Bears playing the Cleveland Browns.Today is the 10-year anniversary of Payton’s death from liver disease at 45, and I am filled with memories. As a young sportswriter…
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Her name was Sharon. Few of us know her last name or each other’s for that matter, but that has never been important. We meet most mornings dressed for combat, little or no makeup, hair uncombed in my case, and that’s why I love it there so much. It’s the neighborhood “Y” and if your…
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Blogs pause, but life rarely does. How to catch up? Homecoming dances and choir concerts, soccer tournaments and family visits, lots of work, a good thing. Balloon Boy, a bad thing. An evil germ this week that had me searching a website on “Common Cold vs. Swine Flu – How to Tell the Difference.” An…
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First week on Weight Watchers, lost 3.9 pounds and I’m thinking very seriously of applying to be their spokeswoman. I mean, if Jared can do it for Subway . . . I am not a diet person, I mean, other than being born female which naturally predisposes me toward such things. In my first 40…
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Finished my class. Caught up with Michael Jordan’s Hall of Fame speech. Taped the Emmy’s, which I’ll never watch. Joining Weight Watchers tomorrow (are you required to tell them that you plan to stick around only until your pants aren’t so uncomfortable? Is there a special membership plan for this?) Of course, now I need…
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