Childhood Friends

The Plan

Last week I had my day planned. My little guy and I would have our morning together, I would drop him at school via car, then scoot out of Pleasantville the back way to avoid morning small town traffic, then off to Queens…the land of my youth. I was meeting up with my Noel, atContinue reading “The Plan”

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”

Dye It

My first time was about 38 years ago, I was around 17. Bored, creative, why not. Hello Henna. A deep eggplant natural color wash seemed like a good plan for my dark locks. Girlfriends over, an afternoon of laughing, mixing the mud, spreading the swamp-smelling glop on our heads, and topping them off with hand-craftedContinue reading “Dye It”

One Can Dream

One summer day, many moons ago, my son, one of his besties, and two of my nephews saved the earth from invading All Terrain Armored Transport combat walkers. I am not a Star Wars geek…I just did a google search for Star Wars big white walking things. I could not tell you who the goodContinue reading “One Can Dream”

Queens, NY

I was raised in Douglaston. My sister grew up on Long Island. My brother is from Queens. The funny thing is, we all lived in the same house. I was in my early twenties when I realized that we had different answers to the question “Where are you from?”…and technically we were all telling theContinue reading “Queens, NY”

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”

A Moment Captured

Have you ever looked at a picture and been transported right back into that very moment. A moment of fear…those rollercoaster ride shots where your kid is completely terrified while you sit next to them smiling; a moment sadness…the shots you took with your terminally ill dad, on the last “celebration” together, eyes filled withContinue reading “A Moment Captured”

Who Are We?

Who Are We? Today FB memories informed me that over the years on June 12th I have… experienced my son’s last day of HS and his prom, had a very bad case of poison ivy, mourned for Orlando, and submerged my iPhone in water. The best memory was from ten years ago today…when we wentContinue reading “Who Are We?”