As I drove home from the airport yesterday, after having seen my middle child off for her junior year at college, my mind reviewed her childhood and my failed attempts to be the ultimate super mom. I know my mistake was working hard, rather than working smart. My father was an immigrant, from Greece, and … Continue reading Work Smarter, Not Harder… for Trump
Happy Mother's Day to everyone who did it, despite being warned. I'm taking the day off to sob, but thought you might enjoy a post written on a Mother's Day of yor. (Fancy for: two years ago.) Too lazy? Okay. Here is a quick limerick, but then you may read my old post. You're welcome.~ … Continue reading Happy Mother’s Day… What Did You Weigh?
My blog = me. I write what I want, when I want, if I want, about who I want, and how I want. (period)👈🏻 My blog has morphed from that of “struggling, divorced, working parent, who resents 'the man', and who aspires to write for cash," to that of an "average American suffering from political … Continue reading Trump Hijacked My Blog
I hate to brag, but my child is a gifted actor. I am his most loyal fan, and a season ticket holder. It’s been almost a year since I’ve seen a performance of this caliber from my son, a high school junior. I’ll call him Stan, short for Stanislavsky—the creator of method acting in the … Continue reading Something is Going Around
This day in 1997A bundle descended from heavenHer name was EmmaFirst a dilemma For you, a clinical progression: ~"Heaven" in real terms was my uterusManifested in a large protuberance She was happy in thereSadly going no where Her firm grip was somewhat dubious ~Obstetrician scheduled an inductionI arrived at 9 as per instructions5 pm rolled … Continue reading A Limerick for My Second Spawn
Twenty one years ago today On a hot humid summer's day Zoe landed on earth (Yes—some call it birth) 'Twas done in a quite painful way ~ *Fair Warning ⚠️ details of the story: Are, well... indecorous and gory … Continue reading A Limerick for My Baby
A lot from Lydia 