A diary entry about a concert from a summer long ago...
Helene picked me up at around 7:30 and she looked great! We stopped at the Plaza so she could get some flashcubes for her 304 Instamatic camera. I brought mine, too. We parked about three blocks from the Civic Center, which was good, considering the crowd. Such weirdos like I've NEVER seen! I mean, I've seen boys with shoulder-length hair before on[...]
Once a week I get to be 17 again. Sort-of.
I go to the high school in town and mentor three teenage girls who have the deck stacked against them; one is pregnant, one has Tourette’s and all three have been bullied big-time. But they have grit and big hearts, and I am in awe.
I never thought that I would choose to work with teenagers again. After raising two myself, I[...]
I accused him of murder.
I accused him of murdering the chair.
Menopause can take you to some strange places.
I was telling this story to a friend, recounting the day I found my
daughter’s balloon chair collapsed and flattened on the floor. I had just seen
the chair, puffed up and happy, a moment before my husband had entered her room
to drop something off.
I confronted him with the evidence and he looked at me[...]
Do you ever have them? (Do bears poop in the woods?)
Dumb arguments are about little things that in the grand scheme of things should never matter. That’s why they’re dumb. But they do matter when at least one person is tired or annoyed and doesn’t feel like taking the high road and ignoring the dumb issue.
Take my husband Roy’s cheese for example – the cheese he sprinkles on his western[...]
The year was 1993. I loaned a friend $500 so that she could afford to reserve a beach house on Cape Cod for a family vacation. I then found out that I needed a new car, which I could not afford. My mother received a $500 check in the mail from Toyota as an incentive to buy a new Toyota. She gave me her old Toyota and I was able[...]
They say that smell is the strongest of the senses that can carry you back in time. Whether it’s the slightest scent of your mother’s perfume, a whiff of your dad’s old cigars, a hint of salty air on the road leading to your favorite beach or a trace of the honeysuckle that you inhaled deeply when you were nine years old, the power of smell can take you places[...]