Tag Archives: 1970s Parents

Sugar Sigh

Last week I was chatting with my sister-in-law about the merits of Bubble Yum, Hubba Bubba, and Bubblicious. We both agreed Bubble Yum was the best…which is important, no need for family conflict on crucial matters. My nephews politely listened, a bit confused as we gushed and critiqued the attributes of the gums of ourContinue reading “Sugar Sigh”

The Election of ’74

I don’t really remember the details of my first election. I was in second grade and had the most beautiful teacher in the world. She had long brown hair which she wore in a side, super high, ponytail…draping down to her shoulders. She wore blue eyeshadow, pink glazed metallic lip gloss, and thick pink-toned foundation.Continue reading “The Election of ’74”

“The Talk”

The Talk…sex, breakups, marriage, divorce, Santa, sickness, jobs…so many variations. Butterflies in the belly, whether you are the giver or receiver. When someone says, hey, we need to talk…it usually falls under a wonderful, terrible, or oh my god this is so embarrassing column. My Childhood Sex Talk Part One…I was about 11, sitting onContinue reading ““The Talk””

Short People

At birth, I weighed in at 5 pounds, little. Considering my mom smoked until she was pregnant (stopping while pregnant—ahead of her time), my dad smoked nonstop and had daily evening cocktails (note the plural), and my mom gained a total of 15 pounds (as directed by her male doctor, as were all women atContinue reading “Short People”

The Age Thing

I am not sure how the age thing works. When I was little my cousins were SO old…now we are the same age. My kids are the oldest of their cousins, the first to hit all milestones…now the “little ones” are taller, hairier, and their voices as deep or deeper, they are equals. My cousinsContinue reading “The Age Thing”

A Sprinkle of Summer

A Sprinkle of Summer As the school year ends with a fizzle…kids have been home since March, bedtimes are already pushing the limit, there is joyous squealing from neighborhood backyards at 11pm… I think about my summers. Fire Island, The Douglaston Club. The Dock. Skateboarding down the hill. Straight down the hill. Giving up skateboardingContinue reading “A Sprinkle of Summer”

T-Rex and Kong

T-Rex and Kong: Swoon 60 Pleasantville is about 30 miles north of Manhattan. More suburb than vacation destination, people fleeing the city due to the pandemic drive right past our exit while heading upstate. We do have one new family since lockdown…a family of dinosaurs. First, it was just one lone T-Rex, checking things outContinue reading “T-Rex and Kong”

Fire Island Uncles

Fire Island Uncles: Swoon 58 Summer (weekend) days as a kid on Fire Island went kind of like this… wake up, inspect bug bites received during the night, walk past dad sipping coffee and smoking (covered in paint or dirt from morning chores), find mom in the kitchen cutting fresh fruit or making pancakes, getContinue reading “Fire Island Uncles”