Monthly Archives: February 2012
People always play those games, what would you get if you came into some money? Me, I would hire a live-in videographer. I would call him LIV. I want him to follow me around and video my day to day … Continue reading
You should know from the start that I was raised by a Cuban Jewish mother. If you met her she would tell you this as if you needed to cross it off your scavenger hunt list. As a Latin women, … Continue reading
I always thought the question “How was the funeral” was a stupid question. But I attended one yesterday, and my answer is different than the usual snide “how could it have been?” I didn’t know her well, she was my … Continue reading
So let me start by saying I am not that Mom. You know the one I am talking about. The overbooker, the overachiever. The panicked look on her face if she thinks her kids aren?t doing something the other kids … Continue reading
I am lying on the table. Still a little out of it. But awake enough to hear people around me. ?Why is her gown up?? one nurse asks. ?It was a mess in there!? the other responds. I think they … Continue reading