Guapa

Right now it's about 10 am on Monday (which, my friend so perfectly said at our New Year's Eve dinner table, "is the worst week of the day!") and I just sat down for the first time all morning. As I walked into my house, I was greeted by a family friend who saw the stress on my ...

Dear Diary, Saint Motel and rage no more.

I mentioned on Monday that this has been a really unusual time for my little family, filled with hills and valleys (I likened it to a mountain, before, but I will make it simple, tonight). I wrote about how on Sunday we did things like Build Bears, eat popovers and lose our son in the mall ...

“Tell me more, Tell me more.”

I can't believe that it has been four and a half years, almost to the day, since I wrote this silly little post about my sister and the musical Grease. She had sent me the cutest text message and so, because I kept this as an online diary of my life, I blogged it. And I can't ...

Nurture, Nature and “Into the Woods”.

Yesterday was a big day. My son woke up late, as a treat, and my daughter followed me into his room to change his morning diaper. "Today is the day!" she beamed. "I know! Today is the cookie party!" I answered, referring to our plans for the special Pollyanna party with our best friends. "No!" She cried. "Today, Bubbie ...

Could be a whole heck of a lot worse.

Well, it may not be our thwarted big family trip to St. John, but I'm cozy, under a blanket, listening to my main man's music, working on THE NEW WEBSITE and OMG do I have a story for you as my big premiere. I literally could not make this stuff up. Stay warm and stay tuned.

On writing.

This morning, as I straightened up my kitchen, I found an old picture that I had developed; It was a photo of Ernest Hemingway, aged and bearded, writing with a pen on a legal pad. *** Recently, I found a journal that I had kept as a child. In it I had proclaimed that I wanted to ...

and he shall be a good man

This was our lullaby tonight [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLMotU8Tu9E] I had Sir Elton sing the baby to sleep, as he just welcomed his own new baby into the world. His new son is named Zachary Jackson Levon Furnish-John. And little Z.J. Levon was born on a Christmas day. No, seriously. He was. Coincidence? I think not.

4 years ago, right this minute:

I was singing in a family talent show, as K and I were performing our now infamous duet of "Suddenly Seymour"; I was about to play Cranium, which K and I would win, for the very first time, triumphing over my previously undefeated parents; I was in St. John; I was blissfully unaware that the next morning would bring me some "unexpected ...

there’s magic in the night

Last night, after my hot date, I lapped up some vanilla ice cream with hot caramel sauce, got into my pjs, and announced to my family that I was ready for bed. My dad implored me to stay downstairs for a few minutes, so that he could play me a song that he wanted me to hear. So began an ...