Archive for January, 2014

Painting the Town Red

Friday, January 31st, 2014

red-rooster-harlem

I’m obsessed.  There’s no way of getting around it.  I’m a walking Jackie Mason routine.  At lunch, no before lunch, I’m deciding where we will go for dinner.  At dinner, I’m wondering if the dessert menu will speak to me or will I just head home to my private stash.  I always have a private stash of freshly baked goods.  I’m more of a junkie when it comes to food.

I’m going to focus on just visiting New York here because Los Angeles, where I live, is different, and a few nights a week I try to cook.   I’m not a very good cook and I’m so lazy that sometimes I pick up one sweet potato, not two, and a salad from the salad bar and call it dinner.  My husband will remind me we can afford two sweet potatoes, but I shop at Gelson’s, so maybe we really can’t afford two. (more…)

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Saturday, January 11th, 2014

augie and homeies, cody, tory, nicole

 

When my daughter was in her tween years, around 8th grade, she had friends over a lot.  Some who just sort of lived with us.  I was pretty used to it.  No one really behaved too badly, but on one particular day Augie was acting up.  She had an attitude.

Usually, Augie was the mellowest of my children — and as a middle child, she knew how to make peace and keep everyone around her happy.   This time, however, she was talking back to me, and finally I lost my patience.  In utter frustration I exploded.  And here is what I yelled at my 13-year old daughter:  “You…..you….you……..TWAT!!!” (more…)