Robin Wheeler writes for the blog Poppy Mom. She also has a strange attraction to drinking establishments with jars of pickled -- or possibly fossilized -- eggs. She reports on these dives for Gut Check every Friday.For eight years, I lived in Breckenridge Hills, a wee municipality sandwiched between Sts. Ann and John on St. Charles Rock Road. I hated it. While I enjoy hanging out in bars with drunk people, I have trouble tolerating their antics when I'm in my home.My former block included dru
Dear Ms. Clarkson,
After finally getting a chance to attend one of your concerts last night at the Family Arena in St. Charles, I finally understand why I think you're such a fantastic pop songstress and performer. From the first slow-burning, disco-infused chorus of "All I Ever Wanted," your voice held the sparse but appreciative Halloween night audience in a state of hypnotic wonder at how such an everyday, girl next door could somehow possess the ability to shake the arena rafters with such
