Age Ain’t Nothing but a Number? Well…

A couple months ago we went to a gala for the YoungArts Foundation, which supports young artists. My girl Esther wanted me to meet one kid – a dancer from Sarasota. She said, “there he is”. I realize I must’ve blacked out for a moment, because the next thing I knew my husband was shaking…

The Stay at Home Mom: Stop Shitting on Her Grass

It started with a post on Facebook: “Ladies. Staying home is not an option. #brainmelting”. Seems since then I’ve seen this discussed almost daily. It’s been the center of many discussions I’ve had lately because I am a Stay at Home Mom. For the second time in my married life I am not working. The…

Comfort Woman

Today I made tuna casserole. I’ve been thinking about my grandmother a lot lately, 11 years after she died and I still miss her terribly. She was exactly what you expect a Grandma to be: she made me great costumes and clothes, remembered all holidays, always had delicious food (fried bologna and eggs were my…

Saving the World one Vegetable at a Time

Three weeks ago my daughter announced she was going to be a vegetarian. Actually a pescatarian, she’d still eat fish. Well, technically a mostly pescatarian, sliders WILL be allowed if we watch football at a restaurant on Sundays. She’s very specific this kid. My husband is joining her Monday-Friday. I’m trying but I’m also trying…

Hypochondria: A Cautionary Tale

I wish I were one of those people who never think anything’s wrong. Who could have a pus-filled 4-inch tumor on their lip and think, “maybe I should have that looked at.” But I’m not. Since July I’ve had heart disease (my cholesterol ratio is like that of an Olympic athlete and my resting pulse…