Jesus Goes to the Dentist.

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Sometimes parents avoid their children's questions. There are myriad reasons for this phenomenon...fatigue, discomfort, lack of maturity on the part of the child, lack of maturity on the part of the parent, and on and on.My parents rarely, RARELY did this. Even my father answered questions about sex (which made me want to puke - and him, too, probably, but he did a good job covering it up if it did.) I'll never forget one of our trips in the car.  It was on a Friday night, if memory serves, … [Read more...]

A Phone Call at Buck’s Rock in 1982 (or sometime around there)

Photo from 1971 Buck's Rock Yearbook

So remember how we used to get phone calls at Buck's Rock? If we got them, of course.  Rachel and I didn't often, because our parents were at the camp with us, which was awesome for so many reasons, but not so much when it came to mail, care packages and phone calls, but extremely great for when we got sick or an injury or wanted a treat sneaked to us from late night Counselor Snack or, miracle of miracles, a pizza place from New Milford or just a hug or someone to cheer you on in the Watermelon … [Read more...]

NaBloPoMo – Whaaaa???

Jc's reaction to my joke!

So, there's this thing called "National Blog Post Month" wherein insane people commit to posting on their blog every day of the month. Somehow, November is the biggest month for this challenge, because we have nothing else to do what with putting away Halloween decorations and preparing for Thanksgiving. Also, we're all in GREAT MOODS from the loss of an hour's daylight to start off this awesome month...so...of course...I signed up.They will have prompts and such, of which I'm sure I will a … [Read more...]

Dreams of My Grandfather

My grandfather and me at my high school graduation.

This is the third post in an interfaith series on remembrance of ancestors. I've partnered with Yvonne Aburrow, a Wiccan who writes for Sermons from the Mound, to explore remembrance traditions in each of our faiths.I can think of at least three important dreamers in the Old Testament: Joseph, Pharaoh and Tevye. (HAHAHA - KIDDING!  I may not know how to bake challah, but I know Tevye wasn't in the Bible...)In exploring the remembrance of my grandfather in the context of my religion (Ju … [Read more...]

The Favor

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I'll keep this short.My son had rehearsal at 6. My friend is going to meet me to hang out, but she can't get here until 7:30 or so. Anywho, she asked me to pick something up for her from  a store in Hampden, a block or so from the restaurant. The store closes at 7, and she couldn't get there in time. Of course, I would, of course.So after dropping my son at rehearsal, I saw a parking spot outside the restaurant (a rare commodity) so I took it, figuring I could walk a couple of blocks to … [Read more...]

Grandpa’s Stories

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This is the second post in an interfaith series on remembrance of ancestors. I've partnered with Yvonne Aburrow, a Wiccan who writes for Sermons from the Mound, to explore remembrance traditions in each of our faiths."In the year 1908, an octopus named Diogenes lived in a lake."This is the first line in the first story of the typed and mimeographed copy of magical stories my grandfather made up for me and my sister. My grandparents had small bungalow in upstate New York. They also … [Read more...]

Jacks

Just like we remember them.

My parents are incredibly sentimental people. With two kids in their forties, though, they’ve had to make some tough decisions along the way about what they’d keep from our childhoods, and what they’d toss.You see, their sentimentality and love of mementos from our childhood comes into direct conflict with my mother’s (some would say “obsessive” - I WOULDN’T, mind you...but SOME would...) need to de-clutter. Since my parents now have five grandchildren, and are receiving even more adorabl … [Read more...]

Trying my Hand at Limericks

While I can knit together a phrase, I did not knit this replica of the opening to a vagina. Got it from - where else? - Pintrest.

Today, I'm so sad to see Clitoris Awareness Week COME to an end. Last Friday, though, I decided to show my reverence by trying my HAND at some poetry. Yes, at Lefty POP, a site where I do my some of my CHEEKIEST work, I helped people peek under the HOOD of this magical organ. Rather than simply pay it LIP service, I felt poetry would help me go DEEP into the subject matter. I chose limerick form, because, of course, it begins with "L" "I" and ends with "C" "K." Not to brag, but one friend called … [Read more...]

Quiz Me.

“Who am I, at this stage in my life?” I wondered.I was feeling that middle-aged malaise...dissatisfied, reaching for something but I didn’t quite know what. So I did what any rational, college-educated woman of my stature would do. I took quizzes on Facebook to figure it out. Scary Mommy quizzes, Buzzfeed quizzes, Zimbio quizzes - you name it. Here are the conclusive, if surprising results.According to the Scary Mommy quiz, I should have only two children. This is problematic, not only be … [Read more...]

Spider Meets Winshield.

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Once upon a time, I was driving to pick up my son from baseball tryouts.  Then I had company looking at me from the other side of the windshield.  Here is the poorly drawn story of our relationship.We were at a red light.  She seemed happy to see me.Then the light turned green. Red light.Green light.Red light.Green light.The end. … [Read more...]


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