In which Daniel is in prison

Keely just told me I was a terrible person.  What’s astonishing to me is that she is almost 22 years old and she JUST DISCOVERED THIS!  So, why was she saying that?  Well, you’re going to need a little history here so bear with me. Yesterday afternoon I was sitting in my office (pretty much where I am right now) just playing on the computer and listening to tunes when Kevin called me.Me:                  Hello?...more

In which i comment on kids today

This morning I was at the gym getting ready for my spinning class when I saw a friend of mine who actually reads my blog.  I say that because honestly, very few of my friends actually read my blog.  Oh, they’ll look at it occasionally but I’ve always found it somewhat ironic that the people who read it are the people who don’t actually know me that well. ...more

"Effortless Perfection" from the Duke University Chronicle

 I didn’t write this post that you’re about to read.  This column was submitted to the Duke Chronicle in 2003.  My daughter just sent it to me and I read it and I firmly believe that this is as true today as it was 8 years ago.  To me, this is a typical college girl and although a Duke University student wrote it; I feel this is indicative of how many girls in schools all over the United States feel....more

In which you don't care

ot that you care, but every morning (well, Monday through Friday) I get up, take out the dog, make the coffee, drink my CHOCOLATE protein shake and quickly glance at the paper to see how stupid the world is and realize that once again, nobody has asked for my input. ...more

In which i celebrate

If you had told me 13 years ago when Daniel was 4 and Kevin and I were mourning after being told our little boy had Asperger’s, that we would have THIS today, I would have laughed in your face.  But today, TODAY, we are celebrating because Daniel kicked ass on his SAT’s and the journey has been long and arduous.  I dedicate this to the many people who are just beginning this process and say to them, it’s ok…and you and your child will be ok too!   I want to sing, I want to danceI want to run, I want to skip...more

In which she had an impact

Sometimes you meet a person who is on the periphery of your life and yet they can have the most enormous impact in such unexpected ways.  Yesterday, one such person in my life died; she was 25 and honestly, I barely knew her.  Right now you’re probably asking how she impacted my life then.  It wasn’t for the way she died; it was for the way she lived.   Last year when times were tough around here because of Keely’s massive surgery and long recuperation, I became involved with an online group of women (and a few men) who had one thing in common.  That...more

In which the left and the right are confusing

Once upon a time…okay, well actually over Christmas last month, Keely, Andie, Keely’s friend Hunter and I were sitting around and shooting the shit....more

In which i have a sore spot ... and win the Nobel Prize

So I have a sore spot on the roof of my mouth.  Aren’t things in your mouth irritating?  I mean, the minute you have a sore spot in your mouth, your compulsive little tongue takes over and won’t stop messing with it.  Now I’m not sure about you, but on a normal day I assume that my tongue is just hanging out in my mouth in a neutral position but the minute something goes wrong, whether it’s a tooth, or I accidentally bite a huge chunk out of my cheek (don’t you hate that?) or in this case, a sore spot on the roof of my mouth, my tongue won’t settle the hell down. So a...more

In which i appeal to Bill Maher

  Dear Bill Maher, How do I become famous enough to be on your talk show? Once upon a time (actually, about 20 weeks ago but quit interrupting my train of thought), I had an epiphany!  What was that epiphany you might wonder?  I decided that now that I was rid of my kids (well, mostly.  My girls keep calling from college and my son still lives at home) I would need a new career....more

In which you are here

It’s 9:42 and I’ve managed to skip the 8:30 spin class, the 9:20 pilates class and somehow justified not working out until 11:00 so that leaves me with an hour here, alone at my computer.  I’ve also managed to drink  6 cups of coffee and my hands are shaking so badly that I can barely type and it’s not often I say this, but thank god for autocorrect.   I just got off the phone with my friend Ann who writes Women, Money and Divorce (which if you read this blog regularly, you would know about so go check it out).  At any rate, we were discussing my upcoming...more