posted Monday September 27th, 2010
“When I’m on Project Runway, I’ll be able to tell them that my first fashion show was when I was 9,” Annabelle announced the other day. Ah, youth. Although I’m not sure I was that confident at any age. For Annabelle it’s not “if,” it’s “when.” And I hope it always stays that way. If […]
posted Friday March 19th, 2010
It’s not easy, being a tourist in a city you once thought you’d call home. I should know. I’ve skulked around Manhattan on various trips over the years, wasting precious time feeling bitter over the fact that I don’t live there and likely never will. But this time, that didn’t happen. Ray and I took the girls to […]
posted Monday June 29th, 2009
Ray was suspicious. “Who’s this party for, anyhow?” he asked, as I dragged in yet another bag of materials for Annabelle’s birthday party, launching them onto the already-overflowing dining room table. I bristled, but of course he was right — the party wasn’t just for Annabelle. She had a hell of a time, though. My […]
posted Tuesday October 7th, 2008
I had a feeling she’d come home from Grandma’s with something, but I didn’t think I’d be impressed. I was. On Saturday, Annabelle and I finally snuck away for our long-awaited trip to SAS Fabrics. The logistics were tough — this just isn’t a place for Sophie, not unless you want to give me some […]
posted Friday October 3rd, 2008
Yeah, yeah, I know. The Veep debate was THE television event of the week. And I was a good American — I did watch it, through my fingers, wincing, glad I was at a party and had an excuse to gulp vodka to numb the pain. I even fell a little bit in love with […]