I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve sung the song “Hey Jude” this past year. I’ve sung it into the phone — while in the grocery store, in a Thai restaurant in Orange County, in the car, on the street — but mostly in Annabelle’s room, standing over her bed and rubbing her […]
“Sophie, want to play with my iphone?” Now that’s a line you’ve never going to hear coming out of my mouth. It came instead from under a dark green sheet, in the form of Ray, half-asleep and desperate for a few more minutes. Annabelle slept til 9 this morning, and Ray and I would sleep […]
Poor Rosy. If Ernie hadn’t died, she would have been headline news much earlier this week. She’s been the topic of discussion in print before — I once sold a piece about her to salon.com for enough money to buy a red Kate Spade organizer, which I carried for years. (You can read the piece here: […]
Ray told the girls about Ernie last night before bed. I didn’t know it was coming. I walked into the living room to find the three of them on the couch, Ray and Annabelle in tears. Ray had told them simply that Ernie got sick and died (no gory details), like our dog, Elliot, who met his […]
It’s horrible, losing someone you loved. It’s also horrible, losing someone you hated. Ray opened the back door and walked into the kitchen. He shook his head. I hugged him hard. True, the tears in his eyes were more abundant than the tears in mine, but still, I was a little damp. I was sad. […]
I’ve long believed that the ability to tell a white lie — and make it stick — is a sign of great intelligence. Yesterday I learned that Sophie’s capable of at least half the equation. “Moooooooooooooooomy, come in here right now!” Annabelle called from the bathroom. “Sophie put a whole roll of toilet paper in […]
Sophie has no friends. There it is, a brutal statement, but true. I was going to write about the cats, but I’m trying, with this blog, to push myself to write about hard stuff. So today, Sophie. Friendless Sophie. Not lonely Sophie, she’s by no means lonely, or unhappy. She always has someone to play […]
Years ago, I decided that I’d need to be diligent about protecting Sophie from fashion mistakes. I’m not proud of the fact that I won’t let my kid wear overalls or sailor tops, but I won’t. I feel that Sophie has enough challenges and anyhow, overalls remind me of “Of Mice and Men”. (At least, […]
In the time it took for me to close Sophie’s car door, open my own and plop behind the wheel, a conversation had begun in the back seat. “Oh Sophie,” Annabelle was saying, in her sweetest voice. “YOU get to go to water play today! That will be SO MUCH FUN. Not like boring old […]
It’s either a good thing or a bad thing that I started this blog when I did, on May 21, four days before The New York Times Magazine came out with its cover story, “Post-Blog Confidential” — an unwitting homage to everything I dislike about the blogosphere, including Gawker, which I admit can be irresistably […]
