No one would mistake me for a virgin. Even if you didn’t know about my husband and three children, there’s my obvious postpartum physique, which I have not only maintained, but enlarged upon, for over 30 years. And yet, I am a virgin. In fact, this week a bunch of us virgins will gather in … [Read more…]
My mother gazed at her great grandson – just a fuzzy blob in the middle of an ultrasound picture – and without looking up from it said wistfully, “I wish I could be here to meet him.” But what she had said wasn’t nearly as heartbreaking as the end of the sentence she’d left unspoken: … [Read more…]
I used to collect pigs. Not real ones. They’re loud and messy and probably wouldn’t get along with our dogs. No, I collected cute, unique pigs… salt and pepper shakers, figurines, perhaps an understated paper towel holder. You know – classy stuff. But here’s the thing about collecting. After awhile, your friends and family figure … [Read more…]
(A/K/A Getting Back in the Saddle After Being Knocked Off My High Horse) With the Winter Olympics in full swing, it’s hard not to think about winning and losing. For me, of course, not in a sports competition. My thought as the athletes entered the stadium in the opening ceremony was, “Wow, it’s a long … [Read more…]
