Tripping Out

We are passing glorious painted fans and other exotic decorations in the windows as we climb one of the famed hills in beautiful San Francisco. Dragons and silk shirts and menacing swords greet us from every store front, and delicious unfamiliar smells waft from endless inviting restaurants. I close my eyes and breathe deeply. Unfortunately, my moment of zen is short-lived.

“When are we going to GET there?” my six year old whines, displaying a recent and disturbing regression...

Pass/Fail

What’s your score? You know, on your Mom-SAT. What, you don’t KNOW your score? You didn’t know you were being tested? Oh, silly, of course you did. Although in your defense, the components of this test tend to reveal themselves randomly and stealthily. You must be ready at all times.

I have never been a good test-taker.

Like when I had to take the regular SAT for my college admissions applications. The first time I took it in 10^th grade, my 7^th...

Thank You Note

There was once a time when I might enjoy a bit too much eggnog at a holiday party, grab my better half’s hand, and sneak giggling away into the guest bathroom to steal a little smooch . . . so caught up in the holiday spirit and so aglow and so young and so in love that while I may be able to restrain from PDA, I cannot contain my enthusiasm for a little covert Christmas kiss.

Times have changed....

Here’s to you, Mr. Robinson

So we were at this really great Christmas party when it happened. Our kids were stuffing Christmas cookies and brownies in their mouths as fast as their little hands would do the deed, and I was across the room, catching up with a girlfriend. I hear my husband’s animated voice, beckoning my sons to come over and meet someone, a family friend of our hosts’. Wow, what an enthusiastic invitation! Just to make the acquaintance of . . . oh.

Uh huh. I see. Just to make the acquaintance...