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”
Tag Archives: GenerationX
Here’s the story…
of a 55 year old lady, who found visiting her favorite childhood tv show home’s exterior…completely overwheming. The Brady Bunch. Every day after school I watched reruns. I prided myself on being able to tell which episode was running based on the first 15 seconds. A million years later (10 years or so) I boughtContinue reading “Here’s the story…”
It happened!
I have the neck. The neck Diane Keaton hides wearing turtlenecks in July, the neck my mom “took care of” when she got her lift, the neck even my older sister (with a body better than many in their 20s) can not escape…the neck. I was in a Zoom meeting the other day with someContinue reading “It happened!”
Prom
I didn’t go. Uncomfortable in my skin, not dating anyone, unable to embrace the “just go with a friend” thing, I stayed home and sobbed in my bed…very teen angsty. My choice, my loss. Prom in Pleasantville is dreamy, no limos, kids pile onto buses, traveling drink and drug free (or so we like toContinue reading “Prom”
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”
Tent Land
Tent Land: Swoon 48 I was part of the “go entertain yourself” generation. Saturday cartoons were over by noon, all day sports weren’t yet a thing (especially for girls) and museum or zoo outings were special occasions. We filled our time figuring out how to fill our time. We arranged our own playdates and plannedContinue reading “Tent Land”
Bath Time
Bath Time: Swoon 36 When I was young I loved bath time. We had a huge tub, probably from the 40s, before water conservation was even a thought. At some point glass walls and a sliding door were added, creating an enclosure. We would fill the tub to the brim, and close the door, creatingContinue reading “Bath Time”
Swooning 