Ever since my Grandmother passed away twelve years ago, I have been feeling like I am never alone. Even if the house is completely silent and free from all and any rambunctious/annoying children, I always feel like there is someone else in there with me. Being pretty superstitious,...
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May 26, 2005 | 8:00 pm
Brandon was 3 the first time another mother called me to schedule a playdate.
"A playdate," I giggled. "That's so clever! Did you make that up yourself?" (The dead silence on the other end of the phone clued me in that I had just made a monumental maternal faux pas that could...
September 30, 2004 | 8:00 pm
If the hot blonde with the treif hand hadn't given me her telephone number, I'd have probably imagined a date with her anyway. She was that pretty. And if I had imagined a date, it would have been perfect. We'd have made a picnic on the beach with maybe peanut butter and jelly...
February 13, 2003 | 7:00 pm