Above photo copyright The Tara Chronicles. Yesterday I attended a Bat Mitzvah. In case you were wondering, I'm not Jewish. Half of my family is - the half I married when I married Todd. Todd is Jewish. He was Jewish when we were 16-17, and it meant absolutely nothing to me. That is, until his … Continue reading Being Jewish
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Today I am sharing the #Be Real post – “You People”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mrLQjx2FKb4 Today my #BeReal guest is Laron Chapman. I am happy to share this project embracing the idea WE ARE ALL UNIQUE. Let’s help him break stereotypes. I have always said that if all we knew about each other (or ourselves) was that which was depicted in the media, we would all be justified in […] … Continue reading Today I am sharing the #Be Real post – “You People”
Grown up, But Not Fully Grown
I had to go out today because Opac forgot to take his medication. So I drove to the high school with impeccable and completely unplanned timing (since I can never remember his schedule), as he was in the middle of lunch. The office has a window looking out into the cafeteria, so I saw him … Continue reading Grown up, But Not Fully Grown
Nothing Good Comes of It
Been absent from the blog for a bit. I haven't had any inspiration. Not sure I have any today, either. Todd and I had an outing last weekend to support a high school friend who's fighting cancer. Cancer. What the fuck? When did we get old enough to have peers with cancer? I drank too … Continue reading Nothing Good Comes of It
Potato, Potahto
Nephtoo has been missing of late. Not missing missing… just missing around here. Admittedly, both Neph and Nephtoo have been missing, and I miss them. Opac and Veruca have been missing them too. We must fix this. Especially if I am to not continue to embarrass myself with my mispronunciations. Herewith follows a snapshot of … Continue reading Potato, Potahto
Boulevard of Broken Dreams
There’s a new circus in town. It starts at 3 a.m. Whether you want it to, or not. Where the big top is the oversized t-shirt I sleep in – and we don’t have a clown. I hate clowns. Really. I was ruined for life, not by a childhood excursion to the circus, but by … Continue reading Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Balloon Boy
I decided to share this story on the heels of the last post, since I hinted that there was a story to tell that was connected to the hot air balloon ride. Way back in 1997, when I was working full time in the restaurant, this guy started coming in with his parents, who were … Continue reading Balloon Boy
A 20-something’s “Bucket List”
I’ve saved college papers, creative writing, bits of prose, writing prompts… and recently stumbled across a list of things I wanted to do, written during my years at NYU – at the tender age of 20. I didn’t know this was officially called a bucket list. It’s silly. Cruise around Manhattan (Booze cruise). There were … Continue reading A 20-something’s “Bucket List”
What? or, I Didn’t Hear That?
Another blessing of being middle-aged – hearing loss. I’m simultaneously being sarcastic, and serious. Most of the time I find it annoying, since people who inherently speak in lower tones will be speaking to the deaf if they’re talking to me. Here’s how you can tell when I’m not hearing you: I lean in slowly … Continue reading What? or, I Didn’t Hear That?
The Other Shoe
These thoughts have been circulating around my brain like flies on shit, and – like most things unpleasant – I chose to ignore them and/or pretend they aren’t there. Those who know my back story will remember that I ended a rather toxic marriage and subsequently survived a very nasty custody battle started by my … Continue reading The Other Shoe
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