posted Saturday June 14th, 2008
“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 […]
posted Friday June 13th, 2008
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: […]
posted Thursday June 12th, 2008
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 […]
posted Saturday June 7th, 2008
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, […]
posted Friday June 6th, 2008
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 […]
posted Wednesday June 4th, 2008
Our newish sitter, Julie, was standing at the stove making herself some banana pancakes last night, when Annabelle marched into the room and farted just about the loudest, juiciest fart I’ve ever heard. (At least, the loudest/juiciest I’ve ever heard come out of Annabelle.) I held my breath for a minute. You know, not everyone’s […]
posted Tuesday June 3rd, 2008
I really got crazy this morning (after my night at the grocery store) and stopped by the bank to deposit a check for a truly hellish freelance assignment I took so I could pay off a credit card I never should have signed up for. I’m sort of scared of the ATM (have you noticed […]