Playdates Are Not Just for Kids Any More

In late middle age, I’ve come to a realization: Playdates are not just for children. From the day my daughter was born, I lived my life according to her needs: Up by 7:00, race to daycare/school, get a few hours of work in or grab a coffee with the other moms, back for pick-up in the…

Bubbles and Sparks on the Fourth of July

Five Ideas, One Menu, 15 Movies and  a Couple of Other Odds and Ends You Can Do (No Kids Required) I wasn’t happy when I realized that the Fourth of July this year falls on a Wednesday. I don’t know about you, but I think the greatest decision of the late 20th century was the…

A Good Day’s Work May Never End

I kind of hope I’ll always work. Let me clarify. I hope I’ll always want to work and be healthy to work as long as I want. The idea of working forever, or at least a long time, has always appealed to me and makes a lot of sense. Of course, it’s always nicer if…

The Grief Comes in Waves

My relationship with my mother was complicated, so I shouldn’t be surprised that grieving her loss is not what I would have expected, either.

A New Mother’s Day

Last December, our mother died. It was a short illness, started with flu-like symptoms, ended in sepsis. I knew it was very serious, but really never believed she’d die. She was 79, which doesn’t seem old anymore. Mom was a shopper and she loved clothes. Nice clothes. Before she died, she had taken much of…

Last Day Alone

Well, I’ve certainly done a lousy job writing a post every day. And, where did the past two weeks go? Right now I’ve got Philadelphia Story on TV. Kathryn Hepburn was nominated for an Oscar for this film. It’s got Cary Grand and James Stewart. I wonder if young people would enjoy it now. I…

Still Alone… Day 9

I was born into a family of writers, but a writer I am not. So trying to blog, participate in the NaMaBlo, is difficult. It is frustrating because I have all sorts of thoughts bouncing around in my head, but when I sit down to write, I can’t think of anything. Forcing me to put thoughts…

Day 5 of 15, Alone for the First Time in 30 years

Boy, was that a good weekend. Did I already say that? What was the icing on the cupcake is that it was Daylight Savings Time. (Or was it the end of DST?) Fall backward and get an extra hour goes a long way. I was feeling pretty good last night after having a restful weekend…

Days 1 thru 3 of Being Alone

I’m on Day 3 out of 15 of being alone for the first time in almost 30 years. I think there’s been the random night once or twice, but this is different. My husband, Mark, is traveling with our son in Peru for a couple of weeks. So far, I’m digging it. And I bet most people…