I’m not much of a fan of New Year’s resolutions. They just don’t really fit my calendar. I mean, think about it: each new year starts just a week after Christmas Day, at the end of a two-month-long holiday spree, and (if you live in the northern hemisphere as I…
Welcome to October. It has tiptoed in quietly again, a gentle tap on my shoulder, as if trying not to startle me. But I jump anyhow. And find myself twenty minutes late to catch the sunrise.
Motherhood is one long lesson in humility. Pregnancy alone is an endless font of experiences in “keeping it real” and TMI. From the taboo and gross details of conception (God must have a sense if humor) to the raw “ewwww” of birth (yep, some sense of humor), it’s a wonder…
I keep starting posts about Robin Williams and deleting them. I am having trouble finding the right words. I have not been so moved by the passing of a celebrity since Jim Henson died. Robin Williams was one of the first actors I knew by name. I remember watching Mork…
Marius is singing “Empty Chairs at Empty Tables.” Though the stage show is much better, the recent movie production of Les Miserables is good enough that I am happy to play the DVD over and over again. My biggest criticism (other than the fact that I really wish they would have…