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Midlife Crises

Adam: Now, I’m just warning you. This new decade? I’m thinking about trying some new things. Me, thinking Skydiving? Polyamory? Quitting his job to “find himself”? : Um, like what? Adam: Like sushi. I think I might want to try sushi again. Just letting you know so you won’t be shocked when I do it. [...]

Happy Mornings at Home

Adam leaves the light on in our closet all the time. All. The. Time. It annoys me. Adam is a very green person when he feels like it, but that doesn’t include turning off the lights or simply putting on a jacket instead of cranking up the fireplace. But today, we were both getting dressed [...]

Our Children Know Us *Too* Well

My husband’s all-time favorite restaurant is Yardbird in Miami. It’s got bacon. It’s got fried chicken. It’s got bourbon. We were waiting for our three-month window so we could make our holiday reservation. Done! When we were last there, Adam bemoaned the fact that they didn’t have T-shirts for sale. He’s been hounding the site [...]

For the Love of Our Country

Tonight there is a $75,000 a person dinner with Mitt Romney at the home of the president of the New England Patriots, Jonathan Kraft. How do I know this? Because my still registered-as-a-Republican husband got an e-mail invite from a former coworker. Just $75,000? Let check the change in the couch and see what we [...]

The Star Wars Dilemma

My memories of childhood are hazy, which is why that I remember this one fairly clearly is rather odd: I’m nine years old. There’s a movie out that my father is crazy to see. It’s been out for a bit, and apparently everyone is talking about so we make arrangements to go to the movies [...]

Ob La Di Ob La Don’t

The girl has a minor blackberry addiction. Which is odd because I tried to get the girl to eat blackberries for years, but she hated them until her Nana* fed her some and now she can’t get enough. Which (thanks to my genes directly inherited from said Nana) led to me singing, “Blackberries singing in [...]

Mother’s Day Come and Gone

Yesterday morning I took the girl to school, and then ran home to get the boy, as he had a consult with the (da da da duh!) orthodontist. I was harried, trying to get everything organized to get out the door, when I quickly grabbed my travel mug and went to fill it with coffee. [...]

Peepers

It’s a sad day in Brownville. The Easter candy is all done. What? How does a house of Jews have Easter candy? Well, that’s the point. We don’t. At least not anymore. I dutifully went to the after-Easter sales and loaded up. I will say that I didn’t eat a single bite of it until [...]

The Post in Which I Realize I Watch Too Much “Downton Abbey”

My Daughter Exhibits her Worldliness Looking at a book on London, she spies a picture of Westminster Abbey. (Photo from About London Picture Gallery) She looked at it and then asked in her most astonished voice, “Mommy! Is that Downton Abbey?” My Husband Makes Me Feel Incredibly Old, Part 1 Waiting for Downton Abbey to [...]

The Laundry Chronicles

I’m ashamed. I’ve done something that’s just so… wrong. I feel so dirty. Which will sound a little ironic when I tell you the horrific thing I’ve done. I’ve– I’ve– God, it’s hard to spit this out. But I must. Deep breath. Okay. Here it is. I’ve done the laundry. And not just once. I [...]