At Least They're Committed

He walks into my room and immediately heads to the window, peering out to ensure nobody is peeking into the second floor and that his entrance has gone unnoticed. He draws the curtains, which I don’t understand because it’s 9 p.m. and it’s dark on all sorts of levels, but when he lights up the Read more

The past two days have been freakin’ brutal! Well, of course they have been. I was gone for four days. What did I expect. Today I barely left my desk, in fact I didn’t except to go to the ladies room twice and quickly zap my blechy frozen lunch. I did, however, find my work Read more

. . . And right here, right now I am all by myself and the house is clean and the cupcakes are made and even though DS has to work tonight we celebrated before he took off and that was awesome one-on-one time and EBD works ’til 8, but since Bugaboo and Danny and Dez Read more

There are times as I sit in isolation surrounded by people I feel like yelling at the top of my lungs, “I DO HAVE FRIENDS, YOU KNOW!” But it might sound as if I’m trying to convince myself and I suppose during periods in which I’ve not gotten together with friends for a while, one Read more

Ding! Another “sent” email. One night a month it’s like any night at a newspaper. Twelve, 13, 14, 15. Hoping your eyes were right, hoping all is accurate, hoping your instincts ring true. (Hold onto your butts!) Got out about 5:50 or so, sprinted to the bus ‘cuz it was pulling up and I was Read more

My sons are ecstatic that the 2013 Oscars will be celebrating 50 years of James Bond and that all of the Bonds plan to attend. They noted that it’s remarkable that all the Bonds are still alive and I agreed, saying, “That’s an even better percentage than surviving presidents!” There was silence and then EBD Read more