Suprise Me

I was a goodie-two-shoes, as straight as they come. I never tried drugs during high school, though I dated a “druggie” Junior year. He came over on my birthday, high as a kite and sang “Happy Birthday” while hopping on one foot. I was amused; my mother didn’t get it. He visited once when I… Read More

A. Adriana, my close high school friend. Q. Who do I know who was on Jeopardy!? Read More

I leaned what my French or Irish ancestors must have known – how to forage. Pasta was in short supply – had to find that. Toilet paper was in short supply – had to find that.  Time to eat more fruits and vegetables which meant more recipes to learn. More time indoors so Watched Downton… Read More

Mr October Super Bowl,  World Series,  or Final Four stories   – they’re all the same to us sports widows. A few years ago my friends Pat and David and I were planning a reunion for our former teaching colleagues at Jane Addams,  the small inner-city high school where we first met in the 1980s.… Read More

Death is an impenetrable wall.  I can etch messages into my side of it, yearning, regretting, remembering with exquisite fondness her smile... Read More

Our Special Guests My loyal readers may remember that I spent happy childhood summers at my grandmother’s small hotel in the Catskills.  (See My Heart Remembers My Grandmother’s Hotel,  My Game Mother,  Playing with Fire,  Hotel Kittens, The Cat and the Forshpeiz,  and The Troubadour) Here’s another hotel memory,  though this one is bittersweet. Every summer for many years… Read More

I have done a lot of volunteer work in the last 32 years, since retiring from paid employment. I divide that work into two categories: working on behalf of places that benefit my children and giving back to places that helped me become the person I am. I grew up in a household where my… Read More

A recipe for joy--try this at home! Read More

The desire and frustration built up Read More

Comparing children's TV of the '50s and the '90s, I think the '90s win. Read More