it’s life
heroes at heart
We all need our heroes. Sometimes our heroes are larger-than-life figures, able to leap tall buildings in a single bound. Sometimes they are ordinary people doing the extraordinary things that then make them anything but. Sometimes their gestures are huge; sometimes just a small thing that saves the day. But always, always, always our heroes […]
dear 5-year-old me
Having just celebrated a birthday with multiple 5’s in it, it seems an appropriate time for me to think about myself at five years old, my life stretched out ahead of me, cute smile, pinchable cheeks, neuroses already firmly in place (who knew?). If I could offer advice and comfort to that sweet little girl, […]
nights in shining humor
When I was a teenager, then a college student, and then an adult — in fact from the ages of about 16 through 34 — I went to bed with the same man every night. Johnny Carson. I’d usually make it through about half of the show, sometimes all of it. Johnny’s monologue always made […]
the only man who should wear a mustache
When it comes to men’s facial hair (there’s an opening line if ever I wrote one), I have a very short memory. I once complimented a co-worker on his new (I thought) goatee, only to find out that he’d had it for a couple of months. I recently “noticed” how nice a friend […]
going to the mattresses
As they have all my life, men (or in the beginning, boys), continue to fascinate me. Aside from the obvious fact that they are “suited up” differently for the game of life, they all seem to have the same game-playing info encoded in their brains that’s different from a woman’s. Maybe it’s that their antennae […]
come fly with me
“It used to mean a better meal … now it means a better life.” That’s how Dorothy Boyd (Renee Zellweger) described first-class air travel to her uber-adorable son Ray in Jerry Maguire. And having just stepped off a plane from a trip to south Florida to deal with aging-parent issues, I have to agree. (I […]
and it’s outta here!
I am the product of a mixed marriage — my father was a NY Giants baseball fan, my mother grew up on the Yankees. The Brooklyn Dodgers didn’t factor into their Bronx upbringing (although I now certainly have a fondness for LA Dodger blue), and the Mets were just never a big deal to them […]
happy birthday, baby
This week is B.’s 54th birthday (how did that happen — we were just in our 30s about five minutes ago) and, as usual, I’m faced with the age-old dilemma of what to do for a present. Oh, sure, there are the obvious choices — the new Grisham novel, the iTunes gift card, tickets to […]
seriously, hon?
See if you can follow this because to me it was crystal clear — basic math, and certainly not brain science. I went to a beauty store (part of a national chain — yes, that one) to make a return. I was returning three eye pencils which had been offered as a “buy 1, get […]
rice on your head 