and one Great Big Boy

My son is eight today! He’s having a big week–lost a tooth last night (the Tooth Fairy brought a Sacajawea dollar for it), birthday today. Steaks for everyone at Roadhouse Grill tonight, birthday party on the weekend. In the spirit of home improvement, he’s getting a solar-system painted on the walls, new floors, and a bunk bed.I can’t believe he’s that old.I...
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The Bed List/The Dinner List

Eclectic choices this week!BED LIST: BEN AFFLECKOkay, let’s admit it. The whole J-Lo era was embarrassing. He could make better choices in the career department (I hear he’s thinking about directing, which may be a good thing right now). The rehab trips could have been avoided. Despite all these missteps, Ben still gets my vote. He’s hot. He can do the smolder for the camera...
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Puppy Love

Last July, I lost my cocker spaniel, Jack. He was fourteen and, as nearly everyone said, one of the best cockers they’d ever met. None of the stereotypical cocker problems like bad ears, peeing, etc.–just a fabulous, funny dog. I cried for a week when I lost him.Lately, DH and I have been talking about getting a puppy. The kids are asking, and I think I’m finally ready. Not...
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The Bed List/The Dinner List

Today is my mother’s birthday. Turns out a whole slew of interesting people were born in 1942 besides her, including Muhammad Ali, Carole King, interviewer Charlie Rose, Terry Jones of Monty Python fame, Aretha Franklin, Mr. Documentary Voiceover Peter Coyote, Madeleine Khan, Penny Marshall, musical geniuses Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys and Andy Summers of the Police, and the high priest...
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Sally Field Moment

I’m going through DD’s backpack and pull out a piece of paper addressed to me. Open it up, and what do you know–someone out there thinks I might be a good person for the PTA Board.(moment of silence for everyone to stop chuckling)The first thing that flits across my brain is “You like me! You really like me!” You know, that Sally Field burble when she won the Oscar...
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What’s In a Name?

So I’m daydreaming about my writing career-to-be and wondering whether I need to take a pseudonym.My mom tells me that originally, my parents were going to name me Sarah, after a longtime friend of Daddy’s family (I was born on her birthday). Turns out that when I arrived, Daddy decided that I needed to be named for mom, so I ended up as a Mary Louise.I am not, by any stretch of the...
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