Month: October 2013

The Prodigal Cat

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We have had a feline crisis of sorts around here.  Half of the Turd Brothers went missing.  The Frank half.  Both of these cats go in and out all the time so I was not aware that Frank was AWOL until Mark brought it to my attention that two days had gone by without a … Read more

Marie

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The first person I met in this neighborhood was Marie who lived next door.  Because we had closed on the house and had until the end of the month to leave our apartment, I would come every morning with a load of stuff – Maggie and Will in tow.  They loved our new empty new … Read more

Row H

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Last week Will, Mallory and I went to see Sara Bareilles.  Will and I saw her six years ago which you can read about here. She is beautiful, funny, talented, adorable, worth every cent. Will got the tickets from a free app called Seat Geek.  He and Mallory went into a lengthy explanation of this … Read more

Business 101

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When I was going to school at night I took an accounting class. It. Was. So. Hard. I remember spending hours on a Sunday afternoon doing a spread sheet for homework and could not find my mistake.  I felt like ripping it up and stomping on it, but just when I was about to give … Read more

Safety Nets & Coworkers

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My first retail job was at Petite Sophisticates nearly two decades ago.  I shopped there frequently and one day the manager came up to me and said, “I like your style and we are looking to add to our staff.  Would you be interested in working here?” The rest is my service industry history. The … Read more

The October Present

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When Will was a toddler he was a holy terror or maybe he was just being a boy.  I’m not sure but he wore me out. Then all of a sudden he stopped and that kid could entertain himself for hours.  He would go in the basement and you wouldn’t see him until dinnertime.  Down … Read more

The Clavicle Incident

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The Big Daddy started biking to work twelve years ago as a way to get in shape.  He would come home from the five mile ride and sit on the stairs hacking and clutching his chest.  I’d stand at the ready…..scooping up plates of Prison Food for dinner with one hand and the cordless phone … Read more

Playing With Fire

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I went with Maggie and Will to the mall last Saturday.  It was a chilly, rainy day so that meant 10,000 other people had the same idea. I’m not really much of a mall person these days.  A shopper?  Oh yes, with my insecurities I’ll take some of that retail therapy, but my comfort zone … Read more