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Dateline: The Foggy Grey Splendor of San FranciscoOur security system consists of being the most run down house on the block.Hot Pants clued our dozens of followers into the yummy Katz’s...
They came, they overate, they drank a concoction called “The Tenafly Teaser.” Wiggles, the Lord & Master, as well as family and friends converged on our brother Andy’s house in Northern New Jersey...
this is a woman with a degree! Thank God! On the suggestion of her gerontologist, our fair mother has entered therapy. Wiggles and I can only imagine what she talks about, but we can make some...
It’s nearly 100 degrees here in New York today, and all around me at lunchtime I saw people eating dainty salads and pretty cup-lets of bright sorbets. But not me. When the temps climb high, I...
While chatting up Our Mother on the telephone, I entertained her with tales of the Lord & Master’s and my many fiduciary blunders – mortgage under water, interest-only payments on line of credit,...
It is, if you ask my friend Amanda from the dog run. When I told her I was 50, she said she couldn’t believe it and that she thought I was in my early 40s. And it had the ring of truth when she...
This was my short lived dream. Dressed, of course. The Lord & Master and I are renewing our connubial vows before our Nearest & Dearest as our 25th anniversary approaches. As Bob says to Jeanne on...
Yep, you read that right. Seems Wiggles is putting down her nail scissors (or should I say, her saw?) and she and the L&M are getting on a plane to come East and re-pledge their love. It is shaping...
Be grateful this picture is not in Smell-A-Vision. My adorable husband, The Lord & Master, received his long overdue mani/pedi this morning. I’m still reeling from the aroma and the struggle....
I was having a lunch with a colleague and telling her about a thorny personal situation. We were winding up on our conversation as we got onto the elevator, where there was a UPS delivery guy. He...
I have been listening to Guided Imagery CD’s from Belleruth Naparstek, a psychotherapist, to help me sleep better. Here’s what Belleruth looks like: Perfect, right? So I was in bed a few nights ago...
“I’ll just mosey up Route 17. Why are so many cars honking?” Our Mother Jeanne has always been a bit of a kook. Not for nothing did her children refer to her behind the wheel as “Mrs. Magoo” – and...
As readers of this blog know, our mother Jeanne has had some memory issues of late, which have resulted in my not posting as much, since I am spending more of my free time helping my darling Ma-ma....
I did something last night that I haven’t done in ages: I went to a dance party. My friend Nancy talked me into it; though honestly, she didn’t have to do too much arm-twisting when she told me it...
Nobody puts Baby in a corner, Daddy-O. Like Baby’s father said in Dirty Dancing, “When I’m wrong, I say I’m wrong.” It’s Lena Dunham, not Denham. My deepest apologies. Now go out and buy some...
And THIS is NOT the "new" Carrie Bradshaw. I watched. I shuddered. I can hold my tongue no more. Girls, the heavily promoted new HBO series following the escapades of a quartet of twentysomething...
So pretty in the bottle; so scary on the hand. I don’t know whatever happened to Baby Jane, but it seems her hands have landed on my body. I scooped up the latest from L’Oreal: a bottle of...
I took my Pancake to the dog run with a new acquistion: this wonderful mini squeaky tennis ball, perfect for her to hold in her mouth comfortably while she gets her belly rubbed, is humped, and...
Who can resist the power of frozen Girl Scout Thin Mint cookies? Not I, said the not so little Wiggles. The good news: I’ve kept off 30 or so pounds for over three years. The bad news: The siren...
Bob, aka Hef I went to Bob and Jeanne’s this weekend to celebrate Jeanne’s triumphal return from her second visit in as many weeks from Hackensack Hospital. Brother Peter, who’d flown into NJ to...
I went to a 50th Birthday party for an old friend with my pal Leighann. There were brownies in the darkened back room. I ate one. Then someone turned up the lights. That’s when I saw the sign:...
On a quiet Friday afternoon, Miss Pancake came to the office with me. As you might imagine, no work was conducted once her little paws hit the industrial carpet of our office on 3rd Avenue. She was...
The Little Beauty was selected to be one of the Weekly Smilers at BARK magazine! Check it out! http://www.thebark.com/content/weekly-smilers-3-5-12 The Artist’s UGGIE had better watch out!! Here’s...
I was on the TODAY show yesterday with Kathie Lee Gifford and Hoda Kotbe. We were talking about sex. Yeah, just the three of us girls getting down to it on national tv. I don’t want to say that...
Ever ready at the mike, our New Jersey brother calls in to the 1st Annual (Weekly?) Brothers & Sisters Conference Call. The purpose of our teleconference was to brainstorm ways to foist support and...
Only our dear mother could get hospital-grade diarheaa from drinking Coke. I am not sure exactly what it all means quite yet, but it seems that Jeanne decided to quell a nervous stomach by sucking...
I was with Sassy and Jeanne at the infamous Chit Chat diner, where Jeanne lost Bob a few weeks ago in the parking lot. We were companiably eating our lunch (Jeanne and I had ordered identical...
Seriously. I hereby decree that the unfortunately unheralded Clothing God Genius who invented the modern elastic waistband deserves unlimited acclaim. Zippers? Buttons? Burning red indentations...
Why, do you ask? Look at the shoes I just bought: Yep, I bought these Shoes. And I LOVE THEM. They’re Easy Spirits. I had to have something more comfortable to wear on my walk to and from my job....
What color shall I paint my digits this week? So many choices. I’m ashamed to admit that the array of nail polishes crowded onto that dish represents the winners I kept after getting rid of at...
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