Author Archives: Ellen Ross

I was taking a bath the other day when he walked right in and sat on the edge of the tub.  I was naked but I didn’t mind.  We’re longtime pals.  And he died in 1992. But that didn’t stop … Continue reading →

In my junior year of high school, I found myself deeply enmeshed in a torrid menage a trois. I had a boyfriend named Jimmy.  I really liked Jimmy.  And Jimmy really liked me. But Jimmy loved his car.  It was … Continue reading →

Not counting professionals, who is the funniest person you know?  Maybe it’s your old high school pal or frat brother or goofy class clown or your nutty cousin or the kid who sat next to you in Sunday School who … Continue reading →

In the interest of disclosure, I think it only fair to report that my post Philanthropy got mixed reviews.  Some thought the tone was bitter.  (Although everyone agreed that my ex husband’s donation of a sexual health clinic was hilarious- and telling.) … Continue reading →

My father’s birthday is Tuesday and I looked all over town for a musical card that played “Take Me Out to the Ballgame.”  I couldn’t find one so this will have to do. My dad was a North-sider who had … Continue reading →

Hello, helicopter parents.  I’ve heard a lot about you lately. Protective, constantly in touch, always hovering around your children, negotiating their way, solving their problems. I never could have been a helimom.  My children wouldn’t have let me. From the … Continue reading →