Eleven years ago when my daughter decided not to pursue a college degree, opting instead to train for a career in ballet, I had to do some mighty fancy footwork of my own… Read More
Women have a way of softening the edges around acrimonious debate in which men often immerse themselves…and our world. Would a woman…a daughter, wife, and mother…make a better President than her male counterpart?… Read More
Apart from the age difference, there’s a mental and physical fluidity that separates the generations. My daughter and I are living proof of that chasm. Today she’s enroute to a new life, or at least… Read More
do it for yourself…and for those you love…hugmamma.
no match for the real thing…hugmamma.
dreams do come true…an early christmas gift…hugmamma.
Grooved with Sly and The Family Stone last night…along with many others in the audience, of course! Remember them from the 60s and 70s? Among other rocking numbers…Dance to the Music…Everyday People…Hot Fun… Read More
performing…has its hazards…hugmamma.
I’ve been catching glimpses of America’s Got Talent in between getting chores done, like ironing clothes that had been sitting on top of the dryer for ages. And I’ve been tidying up the… Read More
Talented marionette…and, of course, a little credit goes to the man behind the puppet, pulling the strings. A gift from my English friend Sylvia…and the French for this refreshing piece of entertainment. Where… Read More