My father is an obstinate man. If I tell him it’s raining, he tells me it’s not. One day, I commented how interesting it was for a painter to paint a cow bright red, and he replied matter of factly, “There are red cows, I’ve seen them.”
Category: Musings
Better than Botox
I recently came upon a book titled French Women Don't Get Facelifts: The Secret of Aging with Style & Attitude (Grand Central Publishing, December 24) by author Mireille Guiliano. I loved the title immediately, as here in Los Angeles, youth rules. I myself have thought about a facelift mainly because I have heard that getting a facelift in your forties gives you the most “bang for your buck.”
fat only
my dad loves tamales
but only with lard
bacon grease, real butter,
shortening, 5-star
fat only. on weekends
It’s me, not you
Introverts are not what you think. I am an introvert, but most people would not believe that. I’m social when I go out. I like people BUT...
My House, My Rules
I've been writing ever since I can remember. I've had journals since I was old enough to write. I saved them, all of them. Until my mom read my journal when I was thirteen. Not the age you want your mom reading your journal.
Why I Like to Screw with My Husband
There’s nothing worse than buying expensive pens and having them swiped by your 12-year-old so he can trade them for candy at school. Yes. You heard correctly. My son actually trades my pens for candy. I want him to be an entrepreneur but not at the expense of my pens.
6 Reasons Why 3 Children are the Tipping Point
I started out with one child like most women do. Then, three and a half years later I ended up having twins, so I jumped from one to three overnight. Now, I have to admit when I had just one my attitude was a little different, and I can honestly say that three children is the tipping point.
Why You Should Never Open Your Door to Strangers
My first scary memory as a child happened when I was three. A sound had woken me up in the middle of the night. I heafd a knock on the door and my mom talking. So, I squeezed my blankie and headed down the dark hallway toward the living room. I remember my mom looked very nervous. Then, there was another knock.
40 and Pissed Off
I am 46. Fuck. How did that happen? When did I move to the other side of the mountain? When did I become my mother? When did I become the mom who knows nothing? When did I become the bitchy wife? When did I become 40 and pissed off?
13 Things NOT TO SAY to a Mom with Twins
I have twins. They are 8-years-old now. And I can tell you after almost nine years of having twins there are some things people say that really PISS ME OFF. There are also things that are NOT SAID that PISS ME OFF. So either way, if it's the first decade post birth, anyone who speaks or looks at me the wrong way is treading on THIN ICE.
