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Once A Hawkeye…

IOWA HAWKEYE

So, my baby graduated from college, marking the end of a parenting era for us. Four up, four down. Four Hawkeyes. When I tell people that all of our kids attended the University of Iowa, they naturally wonder if my husband and I had also attended. And…no we hadn’t. We actually both went to Loyola University of Chicago. Iowa just sort of…happened. Continue reading

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I Feel Like A Woman…Well, Sort Of…

I wrote this post three years ago after sending my youngest off to college. She is now entering her senior year and managed somehow to thrive without mom hovering over her. Although, she might disagree… Hey, I might not be the cookie-baking, after-school-snack offering June Cleaver, but I’m still a mom. Just the kind that is ecstatically happy when my kids aren’t around. Is that wrong??

 

Woman Crying picOver the years, I’ve often wondered if, perhaps, somewhere in the dark recesses of my chromosomal make-up, I might be harboring an extra Y marker. I say this because I’ve never been the mom who gets weepy on the first day of kindergarten,  high school, college or graduations from said institutions. In fact, when my youngest was headed for all-day kindergarten, I could barely control my euphoria. Move-in day to college has never been an occasion for multiple boxes of Kleenex.  Is there something wrong with me?

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I Feel Like A Woman…Well, Sort Of…

Woman Crying picOver the years, I’ve often wondered if, perhaps, somewhere in the dark recesses of my chromosomal make-up, I might be harboring an extra Y marker. I say this because I’ve never been the mom who gets weepy on the first day of kindergarten,  high school, college or graduations from said institutions. In fact, when my youngest was headed for all-day kindergarten, I could barely control my euphoria. Move-in day to college has never been an occasion for multiple boxes of Kleenex.  Is there something wrong with me?

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Livin’ The Dream Or Certifiable Nutjob? You Be The Judge…

funny music prof picWell, it’s been a while since I’ve written on this subject. Mainly because I kind of thought I was done with it. I don’t know why I thought that. We all knew from day one, when our son chose music as his college major (or, more accurately, music chose him), that this was an all or nothing academic endeavor. That is, he went in knowing that he would need, at the very least, a Master’s degree, or more likely, a Doctorate, in order to be able to create a fulfilling life in music. People ask me all the time what his plans are when they hear he is a Percussion Performance major. And truthfully, I answer that we’re not one hundred percent sure right now. With an advanced degree, more doors are opened to him. If I tell them what I really think he could do, I get frightened looks from people who have suddenly come to the realization that they are speaking with a deranged, or at least, delusional person. You know the types who are convinced that their high school football playing son is destined for the NFL and you’re thinking to yourself, “Yeah…he’s probably not, so…” Continue reading

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Jeepers, Creepers…Or Why I Joined Facebook

I decided to join Facebook for two reasons.  First, I wanted to have a link to my third son as he left for college.  Funny, I didn’t feel the need for the older ones…  The decision to send him to the University of Iowa to study music was a difficult one.  We were between Iowa and Illinois and, to be honest, every time we’d make a “pros” and “cons” list for the schools, Illinois always came out as the obvious, prudent  choice.  But, we sensed Peter was leaning towards Iowa and when he would tell us that he thought Illinois was the one, we knew it was because he was thinking more of our finances, which, hello….should be considered…than his true desire.  It was only when my husband said, “Peter, if money was absolutely  no object, where would you like to go?”  (these words spilled out of his mouth before I had time to fly across the room and kill him),  that he said “Iowa”.  So, the decision was made.  Our two older sons had attended and have since graduated from the University of Iowa, so we were well-acquainted with Iowa City and the Hawkeyes.  Our car could drive there on its own (and sometimes, I think it did).  But, Pete was studying music, and you can’t just transfer Universities if you’re in a music school.  So, the decision seemed permanent.  Of course, with that kind of unease, I thought I needed a little reassurance that he was happy and thriving at his new school. Continue reading

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Oh Where For Art Thou (Residing) Kirk Ferentz?

For the last couple of years now, my husband and I have been on a mission to locate the home of Kirk Ferentz.  Who, you might ask, is Kirk Ferentz?  If so, then you obviously do not now, nor haven’t in recent years, had a child attending the University of Iowa.  Kirk Ferentz is the dreamy (my words, not my husband’s) head football coach of the Iowa Hawkeyes.  And, if you’re wondering, no I am not one of those raving lunatic football fans who think that football and athletics in general trump all else in life. Truth is, I really don’t care about football.  Or basketball, or any other sport.  I don’t have anything against the games or the athletes involved.  I completely understand the excitement and fun surrounding a game and admire the incredible talent and dedication of the athletes.  I’m just really not all that interested in the actual game.  Having said that, my husband and I have traveled to Iowa City for almost every home game and are loyal fans of the Hawkeyes because the electricity in the air at a Big Ten football game is palpable and it’s a lot of fun being a part of that.  This year, we’ve had the added excitement of our son, Peter, playing in the drum line of the Hawkeye Marching Band.

But, aside from the game-time lunacy, we have become slightly fanatical about a different aspect of the aura of Hawkeye football – learning more about our fearless leader, Kirk.  Mainly, where does this guy live?  Are we stalkers?  If so, then we’re not very good ones, because we still are completely in the dark as to where he “hangs his hat”, as my dad used to say.  His income is public knowledge, so based on that, we figure he must live in palatial luxury.  And, while we haven’t searched the entire Iowa City limits, we have yet to locate any area that fits what we envision.  But, we’ve just recently come up with the rather surprising possiblity that he may live in a modest home in a regular neighborhood.   After the terrible news regarding the football staff at Penn State came out, Joe Paterno was seen peeking out from behind a draped window of his house, which was extremely modest and certainly not the kind of house we ever pictured our Kirk living in. 

We looked at each other and almost in unison said, “Could it be we’ve been combing through the wrong neighborhoods all this time?”  Maybe he does live in the house with the big Hawkeye mailbox or the one with the wooden silouettes of the gardeners bent over.  Or maybe the one with the sign that reads “Back door friends are the best”.  Hmmm…it was something to consider.  We decided we needed to completely revamp our game plan on our next trip out.  Of course, the reality is that we know we will never learn the location of his home, but it’s a lot of fun trying!   Our new hobby has our kids  a little nervous, though.  Of course, our oldest son, Mike, responds as he seems to be doing with rather disturbing frequency, when he learns of questionable behavior by his parents, with his usual concerned voice that what we’re doing might be illegal.   He’s becoming a bit of a broken record.  I think they’re just worried that one night they’ll be the ones peeking out from behind drawn curtains when the Iowa City police nab us.  Hey, at least we have common interests and enjoy doing things together.  And after 26 years of marriage, that’s pretty good.

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