Holding on by a thread

Ahhhh summer vacation….with four kids. I tried to do everything right today but didn’t feel successful. I had signed Eva up for a sewing class – T-Shirt creatures to be exact. We bought all of the supplies and were on our way this morning with her little friend. Eva mentioned in the car that she had already planned what her creature would look like in here head. I was so excited for her. This class was the perfect combination of arts and crafts. When we got there I took the girls in and got them settled and off I went. … Read more…

Searching for a Dead Grandmother or a Living Father

About 14 years ago I took a creative writing class in Chicago. It changed my life in so many ways. As I was going through some journals I found a series of letters that I wrote to my grandmother, my dad’s mom. She died of melanoma when my dad was in his late teens (I think). Obviously, I never knew her but for some reason I think we share a lot more than just blood. When I wrote these letters I was searching for answers and imagining scenarios. It was my intention to show these to my dad one day … Read more…

First time

The first time a boy gave me a ring I was in Miss Frankel’s first grade class. It was his grandmother’s ring and I promptly lost it outside my house next to the big oak tree. The first time a boy kissed me I was still in first grade and it was the same boy that gave me the ring. I was in line in the hall of West End on a Friday afternoon waiting to walk home. The first time I was asked to a sleepover it was the same boy who had given me the ring. I was … Read more…

Bar Farley

Making your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got. Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot. Wouldn’t you like to get away? Sometimes you want to go Where everybody knows your name, and they’re always glad you came. You wanna be where you can see, our troubles are all the same You wanna be where everybody knows Your name. You wanna go where people know, people are all the same, You wanna go where everybody knows your name. Making your way in the world today Takes everything you’ve got; Taking a break from … Read more…

Master of Disaster

When I was pregnant with Ethan the doctor called him a mack truck. I had to keep going back for ultrasounds because the doctors were afraid he was taking all of Amelia’s (Gigi) nutrients. But when they were born there was only a 6 oz difference and Gigs quickly surpassed Ethan. As a baby and toddler, Ethan earned the name the Master of Disaster. Wherever he went disaster followed. When he was really little and couldn’t control his pee he accidentally peed over the balcony and it landed in Alex’s backpack. Ethan is the reason our Christmas tree must always … Read more…

Feast or Famine

It’s feast or famine with me lately where reading is concerned.  Every spare moment in the last few weeks has been spent writing for my blog, Perfect Mamas blog or my book.  It’s sort of ironic as the one thing a writer needs to do other than write is read.  But I decided to change that on Sunday and read Something Borrowed (See all Literature & Fiction Books); by Emily Giffin. I heard her speak in Atlanta and she was fantastic.  The book was a great summer read and I picked up the second one, Something Blue (See all Contemporary … Read more…

And summer has finally arrived

My kids got out of school last week.  The twins have been out of school since before Memorial Day.  But for me summer is starting today because I  wasn’t able to relax until we put my dad in his final resting place.  Now that we have done that I can let my hair down….well I could if I had hair that could be let down.  I slept better last night and this morning I got up, read the kids some of Little House on the Prairie, worked out and then did a little project with the kids.  We made summer … Read more…

Friends Before Facebook

Four of my dad’s high school friends came from all different parts of the country to attend his service today.  One came from San Diego, two from Michigan and one from North Carolina.  I had met all three of the men and their families at different times in my life.  We visited them in their hometowns of the moment and they came to see us in New York.  It was sad and fabulous all at the same time to see them at the service.  We talked about the time we flew into Denver with my dad to stay at one … Read more…

New York

I didn’t move away from New York as much as I drifted away. Most of my friends stayed in the state of New York to go to college. My dad would not allow me to apply to any of the SUNY schools. He had a short list in his mind of acceptable schools…school names that would sound grand at a cocktail party. That turned out to be very unfortunate for me as he was unable to assist with my tuition during my senior year and the name that he required was expensive. I went home to New York for my … Read more…