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I’m 10, have 5 siblings, an absent mother that yanked us out of our predictable home and away from my father whom I adored.  However, she did not.  At 28, with 6 kids, all she could understand was how she was robbed of her youth. She did not want to go…

It’s impossible to not notice all the signs, billboards and ads for the upcoming show featuring Playboy Bunnies. This has caused me a great deal of stress, not just because it seems the entire world is going backwards, but because it dredges up memories I really would rather forget.



Walking to my local village yesterday, there it was, the shiny bus ad, with scantily clad girls wearing onesies, bunny ears and poofy rear-end tales, smiling like it was fun being pawed by…

When I was eight-years-old, my young mother handed me a slip of paper with an Einstein quote, “He who joyfully marches to music rank and file, has already earned by contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would surely suffice.”

Why she gave this to me and not her other 5 children remains unclear. Perhaps she saw in me my disillusionment with the rat a tat, airless echo of school, the Catholic Church, the…

I never dreamed of being a bride, never gave it any thought at all frankly. Maybe because my mother told me when I was 7 that marriage sucks and so do men.

After seeing the movie Bridesmaids, I was inspired to share my own experience.

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I had my fair share of affairs and then the one court-house wedding because I had gotten pregnant at a very young age. I wanted the baby but to…

I have the greatest kids...my little 8-year old twin Things. For mother's day, they bring flowers, cards, paintings, all this stuff, but I know partially this has to do with my allowing (okay I was ambushed) into letting them get a floppy eared rabbit; which explains the Rube Goldberg contraption their dad has been building in the yard.

Bunny: Fudge, is adorable. Even more so when right side up.

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These were published by my surprise last week in LA Examiner...

My birthdays are never typically. And never planned; or I should say if there was a “said” plan it goes awry so what is the point.



To start things off this year, I had the great pleasure of meeting one of the most talented actors working today and who also stars on my favorite show Breaking Bad. Genius level talent- check, charming- check, incredibly kind and gracious-check, handsome-check. I could go on but I might come off looking odd. Oh wait. I forgot, someone told me…

I need to start out by saying I had no idea my husband kept a Blair Witch cigar box in a secret desk drawer in his office. In this empty cigar box, where one might find say, actual cigars, or old-school, something like pencils, his has various remnants of the Things. For example, Thing One and Thing Two have now lost a number of baby teeth. (They are 7.) Not only are they in the box, but tucked inside baggies, dated and named per which Thing. There was also a baggie of blonde hair.…

I've by now heard all this silly controversy over Amy Chau's book Tiger Mom, or whatever it's called.  I happened to be at Yale for a book signing so thought I would go meet this woman.  I was wearing one of my typical but awesome outfits; straight tight jeans, a very hard to find, but perfect fitting white T, high, black boots, and a black leather jacket.

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