I can see it now. A huge tufted nightclub booth, upholstered in spotless linen, floating on a cloud in the sky. A group of chuckling comedians is seated at the heavenly table, kibitzing over a bowl of perfectly salted cocktail peanuts.The comedians scoot over to make room, because one more has arrived. It’s Joan Rivers….
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Back to School Fashion Fears
Unfortunately, I remember just about everything from middle school, from the Smurfs puffy stickers on my locker to that humiliating time I threw up in the cafeteria, and every awkwardly self-conscious moment in between. During this gawky time in my life, I was clueless. It was as if I was hovering in a state of…
The Driver’s Ed Club
“Mom?! Where r u?!” my daughter texted at the end of her first Driver’s Ed class. I pulled up to the community college parking lot ten minutes late thanks to a long line at the commissary, only to find Anna standing there with three other teens, looking mortified. “O-M-G Mom! What took you so long?!”…
Tears on my toothbrush
It didn’t hit me until I saw that smear of toothpaste on the sink this morning. I’d heard the stories. “I cried for an hour in the bathtub.” “I couldn’t get out of bed for a week.” “I was a snotty, puffy-eyed mess.” “I didn’t think I’d make it to Thanksgiving.” I listened to fellow…
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets