We’d just spent the day at Great Adventure, in New Jersey. It must have been early June, after classes had ended, and before I was due to go to camp. Katie, who’d been my roommate freshman year was driving her VW Rabbit, and Nicki was sitting in the front, playing with… Read full post »

My mom tried to friend me on Facebook. Seriously. I talk to her every day, there’s no need to “re-connect.” So I had to politely ask why she wanted to be my friend. She said it was the thing - she heard about it and wanted to try it. … Read full post »

I've been thinking lately about being at home, and what that means. I am a nester - I like to have all my stuff around me in case I might need it. I am comforted by my books, art and junk, and without all the stuff I feel disconnected.

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Last week, during my group’s weekly management meeting, the second item on the agenda was “Dealing with Uncertainty.” One of our directors asked us how we and our teams were dealing with all the rumors. It seems that  last week there were a flurry of rumors about my employer -… Read full post »

 

 

My grandmother Dora was the most interesting, complicated and frustrating person that I have been close to, and our relationship reflected these feelings. Even though she passed away in 1997 at 96, I still think of her often, especially when I tell a story. She was quite the… Read full post »

  I got my first pair of glasses when I was 10. I sat in the back of the classroom, and couldn't read the blackboard correctly. At the time, I wanted them because they would make me look smarter. Also, I thought I would look more like a boy,/…

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The fire alarm went off the other night at 1 am. I was fast asleep - totally out. I used to be able to sleep anywhere, and go off into a deep restful slumber, but as I’ve grown older I often have fairly bad insomnia. I’ve done all the things you're… Read full post »

My Sept 11 story really starts on Sept 9th. That sunday I was downtown, in Battery Park and on the ferry to Ellis Island. My sister-in-law Cheryl was visiting. The view of the Towers was amazing, but we didn’t take any pictures. We didn’t take pictures because we were hiding the… Read full post »

 
My older brother Chip tried to kill me when I was three. He lit a match and threw it into an empty milk carton, then threw it under the bed I was napping in. He claims he wanted to see what would happen. I know he wanted me dead.

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In February 2001 I got a phone call from one of my dad's "chicks." He was Mr. AA, sober for years while I was growing up, and he always had a meeting to go to. I'd never heard about Joe before, which was a little unusual - my dad… Read full post »

 

 

I’m 10. I come home from school and find that our house has been robbed. Or, as my dad says, “Burglarized.” I don’t get the difference. All I know is that the house is a wreck. All the drawers have been opened (and left open.) There’s stuff all… Read full post »

When I was twelve I was it. Confident. Together. In seventh grade, I had power, but didn't know how to use it wisely. When a geek boy asked me to a school dance I turned him down flat, without a thought.

I remember noticing a boy during Hebrew School. That year,… Read full post »

 

My name is Dorelle Rabinowitz. I’m named after my grandmother - my father’s mother. Born in Romania, apparently Dorelle is a more common name there than it is here. When she came to the US in 1917, the story is that the authorities couldn't understand… Read full post »

My mom just made me this hand-crochet afghan  - its a house-warming gift.  I think I mentioned to her about a year ago that I wanted a granny square 70s type throw to use as a bedspread (and I bought one on etsy.) About a year ago.… Read full post »

 

 

Bianca lives in the corner. She's about six feet tall, wears a size four or six, and has a thing for bridesmaid dresses and disco makeup at all times. Lately, she's taken to wearing a long brown wig, but has also been known to wear a short blond… Read full post »

In a way, summer camp saved me. For two summers I was a camp counselor at a sleepaway camp, where I escaped my family, school & worries while enjoying my youth.

As a child I went to a day camp for artists, where we had majors and minors. (painting and/… Read full post »

I'm looking for ideas on how to make my ugly fireplace less ugly. It is the focus of my living room, and I love lighting a fire - but its big and beige. The surround is made of beige tiles, and the step in front is huge.… Read full post »

After my last post, I'd to share my lighter side. And what better way than to show some of my Elvis collectibles. You might notice that I have a teeny teeny thing about the King, but I rarely purchase any of this schwag - most of it has been… Read full post »