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"Mom, you're on crack," my kids' favorite response to my valuable comments." I like to think of myself as the grandma humorist of the 21st Century. At best, I'm Erma Bombeck on crack.
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Monthly Archives: April 2010
The best gift — friends
Thirty days have come and gone. And I’m still blogging. I’ve never exercised for thirty straight days, dieted for thirty straight days, or been really nice for thirty days in a row (just ask my family). After a whole month … Continue reading
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Posted in friends, memories
Tagged gifts, relationships
What they don’t tell you about growing old
I know my hearing won’t be as keen as it once was. I’ll call out to my husband, “Where are you?” He’ll shout back, “I’m in the bathroom.” Ten minutes later when he walks out of the bathroom, I’ll ask, “Why … Continue reading
Super awesome day at the garden
The invitation arrived in my inbox from daughter No. 2. You know, Coco, the reluctant trendsetter and green peace advocate. It was Volunteer Day, more suitably named “get your mom to do slave labor for free,” at the Santa Ana Botanical Garden. I … Continue reading
Grandma proof
Yesterday was a first. All three grandchildren alone, including the Mouse, now eight weeks old, who incidentally has never had anything to drink except right off the tap. First, I loaded the crowd in the back seat. Kids have more paraphernalia … Continue reading
Posted in grandchildren
Tagged fun, humor, Jennifer
How NOT to parent
I was trying to recall all the right things I did during the time parenting consumed my life. I remember never giving a toddler a bottle of milk in the crib to go to sleep. After that there’s a fog. Okay, … Continue reading
Geri
This is indeed a sad day. My beloved friend Geri passed from this earthly realm yesterday afternoon. Most everyone thought Geri was a straight arrow, but I knew differently. She’d give me an eye roll, but just slightly, when no one else … Continue reading
What’s an imbalanced person like me doing yoga?
Good question. I had visions of twisted people chanting soothing sounds and somehow looking relaxed. And I guess that’s true. Only my sounds are moaning noises like oi vey and ay caray — the only times I’m bilingual — and … Continue reading
Worn out from laughing
Having fun is a tough job but someone’s gotta do it. Actually it’s not that hard. Gather a bunch of footloose women, give them a couple days in a luxurious beach house, and you’ve got fun. On the way to Sal’s, … Continue reading
Posted in friends
Tagged relaxation, travel, vacations
Trip ahoy
It’s D-day for the ladies-only beach trip and this body is as good as it’s going to get. The closest I got to dieting was that this morning I skipped breakfast. Preparation for time await is almost as distasteful as weight watching. … Continue reading
Crash diet
I’ve been on a crash diet for three days. More like a head-on collision. You see I’ve been invited to a beach house with seven other ladies for two days. Unless I suddenly get a better weekend offer from the crowd bound for the Biggest Loser, … Continue reading
