My husband is notorious for springing people on me the last minute. Like, "Hey babe, Joe Schmo is coming over in 20 minutes." My first reaction is to freak out. Which I do. And then probably mumble a few certain words. And then I look around my house. And yeah. Twenty minutes? No way. I wish I could say that my house is immaculate all the time. But truth is, it is only immaculate like one day out of the year ... maybe. ...more
Vacation planning for couples or singletons usually means shopping for new attire, packing all essentials, planning trips or outings, and checking off items on their must-do lists at the holiday destination. Travel time during flight journeys or train/bus rides is leisurely spent by watching movies, listening to music, or reading books.
Mean Girls, the hit 2004 movie starring Lindsay Lohan and written by Tina Fey, recently celebrated its ten-year anniversary with lots of fanfare. The stars posted Instagram photos, did the talk-show circuit and fueled rumors of a reunion. Numerous sites devoted space to then-and-now pictures of the cast. And of course, fans couldn’t help but speculate what the fictional “mean girls” might be up to, a decade later....more
Since I have committed to blogging daily for the month of July (connecting with #NaBloPoMo and #BlogBoost), I see this as an opportunity to jot down some of the sticky notes that hang out on the walls of my mind. The notion of "Putting Myself First" used to be a scary "no no" of an idea, but it is gaining more and more traction....more
Aside from stalking old boyfriends, I've learned a lot about myself through the quizzes on Facebook. For instance, the “Friends”character I’m most like is Monica because according to the quiz, “I’m a little uptight but a great friend.” Not surprising, I am a peach pie, not because I live in Georgia but “I’m cute, quirky and a bit of a smart ass.”...more
My mother lingered at the gas station up the boulevard from our apartment in Van Nuys, California. It was 1961 and I was four.
“See those men?” she said to me, gesturing to a seedy bar across the street. “They’re women.” ...more
Ar-na-by...what's your name, baby?
It's rare for someone to say my name correctly on the first try. It happens, but it's rare. I've been called all of those above and a few others that make less sense. And by less sense I mean less sense of a seemingly normal person who thought Amoeba could be correct.
Oh, vacation, you were magic. I feel like someone set the reset on whatever part of my brain controls giving a damn. Cheese danish for breakfast, lounging around in my bathing suit, sleeping in hours later than I should, letting the kids stay up late to chase fireflies and search for catfish by the docks, reading for hours on end....more
Go on. Get yourself together. Pour yourself a drink in that tumbler from the dollar bin. Have some Market Pantry comfort food ready. Find a Nate Berkus throw pillow in case you need something to beat in disbelief. Maybe pop an Up & Up ibuprofen. It’s about to get raw and real in here....more