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From the town of Bedrock

I am not a homemaker. I have three or four recipes I can cook and proudly stake claim to (I’ll put my chicken pot-pie in a blindfolded taste test any day of the week), but in general, I’m a hurricane in the kitchen. Ditto in the laundry room. Yes, I manage to get things agitating [...]

In Life, Mental Health Break, Smidgen, The Gaydi Project on 4 February 2010 with 5 comments

After searching for her hairbrush for 15 minutes

The Gaydi Project: Oh! Here it is! It was in front of my face the whole time! Duh.
Sam: Why didn’t she just look there first?

In Bits & Pieces, Family, The Gaydi Project on 31 December 2009 with 5 comments

Golden girls: Three weeks, two friends, one dog and a compact car

The first postcard arrived within days of my suggesting that The Gaydi Project document her road trip. I bought a map of the United States to hang on my daughter’s bedroom wall and planned to line my mother’s route with the postcards as they arrived. I thought it would be fun for my kid to [...]

In Backwards and In High Heels, Family, The Column, The Gaydi Project, Writing on 26 May 2009 with 4 comments

Oy vey

Me: Ruby? Do you have an “F” for frog?
Ruby: Nope. Go fish…Mama? Do you have a “Z” for zebra?
Me: Sorry, honey. Go fish.
Ruby: Tutu’s turn!
Tutu: Ruby? Do you have a “V” for vagina?

In Family, Love, Photography, The Gaydi Project on 15 March 2009 with 5 comments

Just taking a moment

My Godmother—The Gaydi Project’s dearest friend from college—was visiting her sons in Seattle over the holidays. She stayed at my mother’s place which was fortunate for us, given that she’s a chef. This meant Sam, Ruby and I didn’t have to go the usual route of subsisting on Red Vines, red wine and weed. Far [...]

In Family, Friendship, Life, Love, Parenting, The Gaydi Project on 1 January 2009 with 5 comments

My mother, myself: I love her, but can I avoid becoming her?

“Would you care for an olive? Auntie Mame says olives take up too much room in a little glass.”
—Patrick Dennis
Being a mother makes you crazy. I used to think The Crazy was directly correlated to the act of squeezing a human being out of a too-small opening, making me immune because I adopted. Initially, there [...]

In Backwards and In High Heels, Family, The Column, The Gaydi Project, Womanity, Writing on 26 November 2008 with 10 comments

Do we really turn into our mothers?

After using a fahncy, marble encased bathroom stall at Bloomingdale’s this afternoon, I met my mother at the row of sinks. Incidentally, for all of her outrageousness, she’s more of a rule-follower than I am and she opted for a regular stall, whereas I have no qualms about using the one intended for the wheelchair [...]

In Family, Life, Parenting, Photography, The Column, The Gaydi Project on 2 June 2008 with 7 comments

The Sound of Silence

The only thing worse than waking with “Dragon Tales” in my head first thing in the morning is when first thing in the morning happens at 12:35am. Wait. Let me revise that: waking up at 12:35am with “Barney” on the brain is definitely worse, so I suppose I shouldn’t complain. But it really blows that [...]

In Family, Life, Parenting, The Gaydi Project on 28 February 2006 tagged Uncategorized with 3 comments

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