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holly-would ending
There’s a whole list of “life lessons” that Hollywood tries to communicate through movies and television; I’m sorry to have to break it to you, but a lot of them are either falsely positive or truly negative. If only these Hollywood endings were a bit more realistic, maybe a lot of us would be better adjusted in life. Saying “woulda, […]
yellow, i love you
Spring and summer come earlier to southern California (sorry about that) and right now there are lots of roses — especially yellow ones — all over the neighborhood. I have a special memory of yellow roses — my father used to buy them for me for Valentine’s Day. Always, from when I was a little girl until […]
ladies first
Throughout U.S. history, we’ve always had Mr. President and the First Lady (when the President was married) — never Madam President and the First Gentleman. (Although hopefully, come next January, that will have changed. But then would it be Madam President and the First Gentleman … or Madam President and the First Gentleman Former President or …? These […]
roots and wingspan
It occurs to me that certain events serve as bookends for different stages of my life. One such set of my bookends are two Eagles concerts; the first in the late 1970s at the Boston Garden and the second just a few years ago at the Hollywood Bowl. The first, while I was still in college, so […]
b. cause i do
It’s Thanksgiving in a couple of days and, amid all the shopping (done) and the cooking and baking (to come), I’ve been doing some thinking (sometimes my ideas lead me into Lucy Ricardo territory, sometimes not). This time, I’m thinking about the one single thing I’m most thankful for. And that would be my amazing husband, […]
conundrum roll, please
Life is all about choices. Where you live. What you do. Whom you love. What you have for lunch. In today’s post, I look at a list of life’s less-than-critical choices and weigh in with my calls. Some might say I’m too picky. I say I like what I like. To wit: Ginger or Mary […]
bear with me
In my mind, there are two kinds of people in the world. Creatives and linears. B. and I are an example of how, when a creative and a linear fall in love, get married, and build their lives together, things get very … shall we say … interesting. To wit: As a creative (moi), I tend not […]
ticket to ride
I don’t give up easily. I won’t give up chocolate. I won’t give up Springsteen concerts. I won’t give up old black-and-white movies. I have, however, given up roller coasters. To be honest, I’ve always been scared of roller coasters (I guess that’s the point). But the exhilaration of the ride (even if I refused to […]
scout’s honor
[Spoiler Alert: If you have not yet read Harper Lee’s Go Set a Watchman (I can’t help it, I had to read it immediately), please note that there are some plot details revealed herein.] Atticus Finch, the main character of Harper Lee’s brilliant To Kill a Mockingbird, is one of the most beloved heroes of all […]
is that a brisket in your basket?
There’s a famous ad campaign that ran in the ’60s and ’70s for Levy’s Rye Bread — the tagline was “You don’t have to be Jewish to love Levy’s real Jewish Rye” and the images were of a variety of people from non-Jewish cultures enjoying the bread. I feel the same way about brisket. You don’t […]
rice on your head 