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a Name is a Name is a Name

I’m feeling a bit sentimental. We will be heading down to the shore for the Holiday weekend, And I can’t help but to think About the road that got us Here. Pardon the cliché, but it truly does feel like yesterday that my husband and I were spending our first summer together Down the shore, The days when we would sit on ...

Their names

Ok. This is a biggie. Not in the way that some other posts are biggies, but in a different (and maybe even biggie-er) way. I have been writing this blog for over seven and a half years. On it I have shared my innermost thoughts and feelings; my deep secrets; my real-time triumphs and trials. I have even shared ...

I guess I named her well.

Last night my daughter decided to dress as the Disney Princess for whom she was named... wearing an old Halloween costume... from when she was six months old. Now, my daughter is amazing; she is an old soul, so precocious and astute; But man, is she stubborn. And insists on method acting. So if she is playing Peter Pan, I ...

“I have a new Princess name for her–

"Sleeping Cutie. We need to give her kisses to wake her up." -The best daddy ever.

What’s in a name?

Last night, I was just stumbling around on the computer, and came across this little article about celebrity baby names. And yes, I'm aware that it's from Us Weekly. Wanna make something of it? Anyway, I have to admit, I was kind of tickled to see this lengthy analysis on David Boreanaz's daughter, Bardot Vita. Why, you ask? Well, perhaps ...

When I named my daughter after a Disney Princess,

I didn't take this into consideration. It can get really bad. Yes, I am slowly bankrupting myself one plastic tsotchke at a time.

what’s in a name?

The good news: The baby now responds to her name. The not-so-good news: The baby also now responds to "Lola", "Ziggy" and "Peaches". I knew we were saying it too much. Hey, I guess there are worse things a baby could be called. Like stinky. Or un-cute. Or tussie-face. Although, I kind of like that one. There's something endearing about it, no?

A Happy Story (for a Happy Birthday!)

In the spirit of my husband's birthday, and the fact that things have been heavy (yet hopeful) around these parts, I decided to go spelunking, way back into the cavernous, yet delightful, happy story of my past. As I mentioned yesterday, I receive so many messages from people who are feeling off, or alone, or just simply down, ...

Big Sunday Energy

Whoa, you guys. It's so weird to be here. Wild! I haven't blogged in ages (and not just because the word "blogged" is one of the most hideous words I've ever encountered. Seriously, it's bad enough as a noun, but the verb? Get out of here!); I haven't even opened this website. It's one of those things ...

One year in, a pandemic poem

One year in, a pandemic poem To hear me read the poem, click here. February 2020, when we look back now, it almost seems funny, A whole year has passed in the blink of an eye, (read: agonizing slog; a lifetime’s gone by). As we licked envelopes for our Valentines, freely, our hopes were still bright, our nerves still so steely. 2020 was ...