Ah, Mother’s Day Eve. Everything is possible tonight. Luka and Alex are sound asleep, tucked away early in preparation for the morning. I sit here alone, enjoying the quiet of the evening. Little frog boots grin at me from the … Continue reading
Here’s what I won’t do: Age gracefully. Why? Why should I do that? Ask anyone who has aged, or is aging- it sucks. It hurts. It’s unfair. Really awful things happen to your bowels when you age. Why should I … Continue reading
I once arrived at a restaurant to meet a blind-date, and upon seeing him from behind, sitting at the bar, I turned and fled. Totally stood him up. I thought he had a hunchback. He called my cell phone as … Continue reading
VEGAN The Good: Um…..vegetables? The Bad: Nothing, but vegetables. Or so it seemed. Look, I can imagine, somewhat dimly, that there are those of you who can really enjoy eating a vegan diet, for health or taste or ethical reasons. … Continue reading
For those of you who don’t follow me over on the 6:30 and a Glass of Wine facebook page( and why don’t you? ), let me fill you in…. Last week I offered myself as a sacrificial blog lamb to my … Continue reading
My Grandparent’s house was a large, weird, rambling place. There were myriad ramshackle additions, rooms built within other rooms, a toilet installed at the end of a hallway. Not in a bathroom, there was no sink, no tub- just a … Continue reading
Got another one of these the other day.. That makes twelve months of that awful, taunting, lonely single line. Like all the months before, it stung. It left me sad and defeated. Only this month, there was another emotion, one … Continue reading
And I am his dealer. His supplier, his pusher, his enabler. What’s the monkey on his back? Munchkins. We call them by their street name, ” Treats” or “Treeee!” What kind of mother am I? It was me who hooked … Continue reading
6:00 am He’s up, a little earlier than normal but not unusually early. Still, I’m walking dead, so I make him a bottle and lay down in bed with him, hoping to lull him back to sleep. This has never … Continue reading
Some of you might recall that I began this post a month or so ago, as the first in a two part riveting tale of a mother, the flu and her toddler. I never did get around to wrapping that … Continue reading
