Posts Tagged: claire zulkey
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Family Budget Items We Could Spend the $48,000 Value of an Oscar Gift Bag On

- 943 XL cases of Pampers Swaddlers - 192 weeks of daycare - 872 three-packs of Costco brand baby formula - 1,622 months of Netflix - 817 pet insurance payments - 960 gas tank fill-ups - 112 car payments - 248 months of cable - 600 CTA card charge-ups - 23 mortgage payments - 600 visits from the cleaning lady - 1,920 haircuts for my husband including tip - 4,166 falafel salads + Diet Pepsis at Food4Thought, my office building’s cafeteria

Previously: That Baby Wants to Break You Up

Claire Zulkey could also spend the money on 94 round-trip tickets to New Orleans.

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A Christmas Sweater for Claire

"The sweater made me look like a witch who was 11 months pregnant. … It had pockets too, I'm sure for placing all the phone numbers that guys and girls will inevitably be handing to you when you wear this sweater." —Hairpin pal Claire Zulkey bought some Anthropologie clothes online. She'll be returning one of the items, but she hasn't yet in case you want to take it off her hands.

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That Baby Wants to Break You Up

“The baby is trying to break us up,” my husband announced. “And we have to work together to defeat him.” Once he put it like that, I actually felt better about the whole thing. While I was pregnant, I felt closer to Steve than I ever had before, and that was saying something. Together for 10 years, we'd always been best friends, and we looked forward to what lay ahead with a gratitude that we’d be going through it together. But once the kid was outside of me, that warm anticipation frayed away to raw nerves, irritability, and fear. I had always been so confident in my relationship with my [...]

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Unsolicited Endorsement: Doodle Dot Com

If there are at least two things having a group of girlfriends is good for, it’s fun get-togethers and having a full inbox. Because one cannot happen without the other.

You know the drill. It’s someone’s birthday, or the gang hasn’t gotten together in a while, and thus it’s time to pick a date on the calendar for everyone to go out and drink some wine and crush some guacamole and catch up and talk some shit while the guys sit at home wondering why they never go out and have fun like this with their friends (it’s because they’re not organized the way we are). But then the [...]

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Inadvertently Mocking the Dead

I think everyone who lives in Chicago has rented the type of apartment my then-boyfriend, now-husband Steve was living in when this happened: an old, dusty brick building with hallways that featured windows that don't open, worn carpeting, and the smell of shoes. The apartments themselves are usually one- or two-bedrooms, with hardwood floors, dinged-up walls, and bathrooms with tubs that have seen much better days. They're not modern at all, but they're roomy enough and they'll do from the ages of approximately 23 to 29.

Steve lived on the second floor in his building in Lincoln Square. It was an upgrade from the flimsy apartment he rented when he [...]

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The Best Time I Drank My Friend's Contact Lenses

I spent my junior year of college studying in Italy in a program that encouraged us to travel as much as possible, so after a field trip to Naples, many of us made plans one weekend to tour southern Italy.  After seeing the ruined city of Pompeii, three friends and I checked into a hotel in Sorrento.  We were excited because our room, which had two sets of bunkbeds, had a miniature patio attached to it. My friend Chris and I posed for photos on said patio before we headed out to carouse with our other friends.

I wasn’t feeling well that night so we stopped in a Farmacia [...]