Last night we sat at Art’s Deli (see how Jewish we are), and talked about our family schedule for next week. The kids have their first day of school on Wednesday, but Thursday is Rosh Hashana. My husband, Jane and Alexander all groaned in chorus. “Do we have to stay home that day?” My husband [...]
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family life
My friend Lolita has a dog that’s a bit of a problem. And when I say “a bit” I mean she’s jumped through a plate glass window. Twice. Gidget (the dog) is no ordinary mutt. She’s a stunning red goldendoodle with blue eyes and silky hair. She’s pretty, but she’s dumb. Michelle Lamar likes to [...]
This is Junior This is what Junior ate today. If Junior weren’t so cute I’d be roasting him over a spit for supper tonight.
And I’m clearly the worst mother in the world, because I’m totally annoyed that I won’t be able to go out for yoga and lunch. I’ll just be able to go to yoga while a friend watches her. It’s awful and it’s selfish, and I should be more concerned with my daughter’s stomachache than I [...]
Thirteen years ago today Mr. G. and I were married under the chuppah. We’ve had two apartments, three houses, two children, a handful of hamsters, two cats and a few dogs. We’ve read 4,748 issues of the LA Times together, we’ve shared more than 10,000 meals and at least twice as many kisses. We’ve overcome [...]
In 1980 my father took us with him to a client meeting. It wasn’t unusual for him to have brief meetings with clients on a weekend, nor was it unpleasant. We were well behaved children, in public anyhow, and clients were typically dazzled by manners and would buy us things like candies or toys. The [...]
