What No One Tells You About Spring In Chicago

What No One Tells You About Spring In Chicago

Heey Spring! Yep this is spring. I took this picture from my window yesterday March 23, 2015
Heey Spring! Yep this is spring. I took this picture from my window yesterday March 23, 2015

It’s Spring time baby! Birds chirping, baseball season and……snow! Yes today March 23, the 4th day of Spring, Chicago was hit with up to 6 inches of snow in some areas. I know what all you out of towners are saying, why don’t we get snow until April Chicago is so lucky…..said no one ever!

You know the funniest shit I saw today? People were actually putting their lawn chairs and house furniture back out in the street holding parking spaces. If you’ve never rode through a Chicago neighborhood after a fresh snow you have missed the pleasure of seeing 1981 kitchen chair sets and old baby strollers hold parking spaces after a hard day of shoveling. It gets so real in Chicago that someone cut a woman’s brake lines on her car after they had returned home and found she’d move their lawn chair and parked her car in their space in the Ukranian Village neighborhood.

Jesus cures the blind, walks on water and holds it down on the parking side in the Chi!  Photo courtesy of chicagodibs.tumblr.com
Jesus cures the blind, walks on water and apparently holds it down on the parking side in the Chi!
Photo courtesy of chicagodibs.tumblr.com
But if Jesus is busy ya know being Jesus grab that old t.v. off of the back porch and stake your claim!  Photo courtesy of chicagodibs.tumblr.com
But if Jesus is busy ya know, being Jesus and all,  grab that old t.v. off of the back porch and stake your claim!
Photo courtesy of chicagodibs.tumblr.com

It’s not all bad though Chicago! When the tides do change and the temp hits 70 we have to enjoy one of the most beautiful and exciting cities in the world.

I took this photo standing on top of the Halsted street bridge looking into downtown.
I took this photo standing on top of the Halsted street bridge looking South East into downtown.

Navy Pier. Shopping that will tire out the flyest of Housewives. Home of America’s 1st Black President. We have an amazing city and sometimes you have to take the good with the bad. Throw on that winter coat for a few more days Chi city and get ready for some beauty. It’s almost April, it can’t snow forever! Until next time.-RD

Only $45?

Only $45?

Royal Diva feeling feminine, pampered and full of love energy. All for 45! Smile ladies.
Royal Diva feeling feminine, pampered and full of love energy. All for 45! Smile ladies.

I have this fascination. No wait. I have this addiction, yes that’s a better word, an addiction. Ever since the calendar days of my life have flipped closer towards 30 I have this insane desire to look and feel………like a lady. Pardon me, in my sexiest Marilyn Monroe voice. I. Am. A. Lady. I love the beauty of a no-chip manicure. How fiercely can I grab hold of the world, my man and these kids with a perfectly polished set of nails? More than a tight skirt can do, these powder pink nails give the world a small glimpse into the life force behind my smile. Only 45?

The other day my sister friend asked me what makes me smile. Of course I said my kids. I like puppies too, they’re cute. She said no. What makes your soul smile? What puts that little tingle in your spine and makes you feel on top of the world. Hmmmm. Good question. The first thing that popped into this overcrowded mind of mines were my bi-weekly Mani & Pedi’s.  The smooth way that bubbling water with the blue salt transforms my urban acrylic oasis into the white Jamaican sands; how those abrasive back massagers become Emery in a Speedo an hour and a half before I have to put the meatloaf on.  I can say nothing makes me feel more feminine, more girly and more like a lady than the $45 I spend twice a month with my sisters in love from the Vietnam.

But the sassy mom takes over my sexy side and says Ahmir could have gotten a new pair of school shoes or a new uniform. Dang $45 could have been my oil change and Chic-Fil-A for the kids since we’re going to be getting home late. How many hats do I wear? Which hat is more important? Is it the mother or significant other hat? The daughter or good neighbor hat? We won’t throw the spirituality hat in this equation…….see what I go through?!?! Or is it the woman hat? Is it the White hat Olivia Pope, Gladiator, She-Woman, I can do all things so I neeeds my bi-weekly mani-pedi escape to the white Jamaican sands and Emery, oh don’t forget the dark-chocolate immaculately sculpted, Emery.

 Insert You, Emery and the best massage here.....

Insert You, Emery and the best massage here…..

Whether its $5 or $45 ladies don’t skimp out on the most important person in the equation, you. Money comes. Money goes. It’s circular. You will continuously have moments of relative wealth and moments of relative struggle. But in the shadows waiting for her day in the sun SHE will always be, you, beautiful lady. Once those small cries turn into adolescent “mommies” and then to deep voiced “Thanks mom’s” and on to “Yes mom I promise to call you more often’s” you will remain. With or without that $45 7 years ago you couldn’t give yourself because the little one could use just one more uniform shirt. If your kids take turns washing their shirts by hand on Saturday mornings because they will last much longer than in the washing machine, then that’s just that much more time you all get to spend together learning shit they should know how to do anyway! Ha! Chicago can be a stressful place, we need your light ladies.  Live a little ladies and laugh a little more. So, tell me now, only $45? Dam right!