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Wordless Wednesday: Park Slope haters can suck it.

Eeeeeeverybody loves to rip on Park Slope, especially in the media. Anyone who has lived in NYC is familiar with the vitriol that’s been spewed towards my Brooklyn hood, especially in the last 5 years or so. In case you missed it, you can read the animosity here, here, here and even here. I’d like to offer these haters my condolences. You’re just pissy you’re not my neighbor.  Here’s why:

I couldn’t afford to live on Prospect Park West in a gazillion years, but come on… it’s stunning.

Tree-lined, Sesame Street-like blocks. No tourists. No crowds.

Prospect Park kicks Central Park’s ass any day of the week.

It’s just really, really beautiful.

We win. You lose. Hate away.

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For this Wordless Wednesday I linked up with the fab mamas at Live and Love… Out LoudProject Alicia, and Angry Julie Monday.

Hurray for Dad’s Day!

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads, granddads, pop pops, stepdads, uncles and special men in our lives.

Happy Father’s Day to my dad, who is probably drinking a glass of chardonnay and listening to Barbra Streisand as I type this (…and no, he’s not gay. Although I would love him just the same if he were. Maybe even more, because then he never would have embarrassed me by wearing all those hideous plaid golf pants when I was younger.).

Most importantly, Happy Father’s Day to my husband, Pete. The greatest dad/sea dragon/dinosaur/tickle monster and knight a little girl could ever ask for. Except for when he takes “dad bites” of sandwiches and swallows half the meal in one bite, making her cry. Other than that, he never ceases to make Junebug (and I) squeal with laughter.

Want to know another reason why he’s the best dad/husband/friend/son ever? He writes some funny cartoons. Totally obnoxious and offensive… but funny as shit. My favorite? The Park Slope Douche series. It’s ok: we live here, so we’re granted full permission to rip into our neighborhood.

Click here for more. You know you want to.

Happy Father’s Day, peeps!

Remember how I said I loved living in NYC?

I might be reconsidering. That’s the school Junebug will be attending in 2 years, assuming we don’t move. Many parents were horrified this week to receive notice that their kindergarteners were WAITLISTED for the upcoming school year. Not only were they waitlisted, but the list is 47 students strong. Scorned parents, who didn’t “apply” to other schools because they assumed that their kids would attend the school ACROSS THE STREET from their zillion dollar brownstones, called the neighboring elementary schools only to be turned away.  Some families are considering homeschooling.

AYFKMWTS?!?

I know that we’re only lowly renters, but come ON! We senselessly toss thousands down the drain every month to live here BECAUSE of the schools (and Park Slope’s general awesomeness).  I don’t want to home school Junebug for an entire year, nor do I want to schlep a 5-year-old on the subway at the crack of dawn every morning to attend some faraway school.  Smashing my head through the front window seems more enjoyable than that prospect.

Here’s to hoping that there is a mass exodus to the burbs in the next year: maybe people will just cave to their yard envy.