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 ...

There was nothing there.

I just woke up and my skin felt clammy, a unique phenomenon for someone who is perpetually cold. My heart was beating quickly. My brain seemed foggy and it took me a few extra seconds to shake the sleep from my head. My hand was on my bare stomach. There was nothing there. *** Last week, I was out to lunch ...

Shade Sunless

(and doing something that scared me). About a month ago, I decided, out of nowhere, really, that I needed a tan. I don't know if it was something about my impending thirtieth birthday or the party that I would be throwing to celebrate, or if I was feeling like I needed a little boost, but I was ...

Measure in Love.

Musical Theatre has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember; I started acting out the Wizard of Oz word for word from age 2; I was acting in school plays by age 6; I went to drama camp as a pre-teen and then became a drama counselor, then improv teacher than show ...

If I don’t write, I will burst.

So, as you well know, I've been on a little wriatus. I've taken some time off the grid, and it's been nice. Certainly, I've missed chronicling my daily moments of wonder (from the quick photo snapped of a tiny tush in even tinier skinny jeans to a 2-year-old's inventive original song lyrics to the foodshots of ...

A second.

The time has arrived. The questions have commenced. I've seen the looks. I've caught the half-second-too-long-glances lingering over my mid-section (nope, sorry, it's just the chicken burritos, thank you very much.) People want to know when we're going to have a second child. They wonder. They whisper. They ask. And the answer is... Not yet. Fooled ya, didn't I?! But, it's a valid questions. ...

Something New!

My sister and I, like any two people, have strengths and weaknesses. She is not great at cutting with scissors. I am terrible at parking. Weak. Yet, She is a Journalism whiz kid and I am an expert at Dirty Dancing. But, one thing that we are both really, really talented in is Blog Stalking. We are total blog-o-holics. In ...

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 ...

What I want, now.

Last year, right around this very time, I published a post called, What I Want, which was both a Holiday Wish List and a nod to The Spice Girls. Last November, I wrote, "There are so many meaningful things that I want this holiday season, and none of them can be held in my hands. I want for my family and ...

Not enough

The photo above was taken last month at Ludlow House, on the Lower East Side, for my sister's pub day party. It shows a little bit of sparkle. And makeup. And the cool updo. And glitter. Gotta get my glitter back.  *** I couldn’t have scripted this any better. This morning, I woke up and I lingered in ...