Ha ha! Suck it up, lady! See what it’s like, for a change!

I was gloating with glee. How many times did my neighbour’s exotic cooking odours torture me, as they wafted down the hall and crept into my apartment. How many times… Read full post »

In no particular order:

1)    My So-Called Life

Two words: Claire Danes.

2)    Six Feet Under

This great ensemble show should have continued at least as long as E.R. did. I mean, come on – Peter Krause. Michael C. Hall. James Cromwell. Lauren Ambrose. Frances Conro… Read full post »

Am I the only one who feels intimidated by the whole tipping thing? When? Where? How much? To whom? And especially, why?

Maybe it stems from an uncomfortable experience I had many years ago. I was newly married, and agreed to order a meal-for-two for my… Read full post »

Oodles of years ago, when I was lighter and a lot more limber, I felt it was time to teach my then-eight-year-old son, Jeremy, to play tennis. I fancied myself a fair player back then, and he was eager to learn the sport his mom loved so much.

Money was tight, and… Read full post »

Blah, blah, blah. I was hearing the usual crap over the phone from my mom: "...and then he started yelling at me right in front of the people in the elevator. I was so embarrassed, I wanted to disappear."

 I shook my head and gritted my teeth.… Read full post »

[Illustration sadly removed for legal reasons... <sniff>]

 The summer before I turned 11 was one of the most frustrating times of my life. My best friend Sarah shared my angst, which centred, of course, on our chests. We didn’t want chests! Chests were for babies. No, we longed for… Read full post »

Her name was Linda*. Not being particularly imaginative, we used to call her Skinny Linny. I was 11, and I think she was 12 at most.
 
Linny was just... different. It was as though she were beamed down to our block from another planet. Given to sitting stock-still on the back stairs… Read full post »