Being a mom is hard

Friends, I’ve been up since 1 a.m. after going to bed at 10:30. If you have to ask, yes, it was those damn dogs again. This time it involved a LOUD Otto who had to go out and then proceeded to bark incessantly at what I can only hope...

Hello 2:22 a.m. How you doin’?

Well, friends, you’re in for a treat because I am actually posting an article TWO DAYS IN A ROW. You read that right. I’ll give you a minute to catch your breath. Once again, you can thank my dogs for this. Except instead of being up at 4:17 a.m.,...

The tale of the early morning escape artist

Well, hello, Before-Buttcrack-of-Dawn. We meet again. This time, it’s 4:17 a.m. And I’m up for one of my two reasons: dogs or anxiety. Or sometimes it’s melded into one–dog anxiety. This was one of those times. Because Herky, the little Boston Terrier who is going-on-9, is a sneaky little...

On 9/11, COVID-19 and the Class of 2020

I have to believe it's not irony, it's not coincidence, it's not just bad luck that the 9/11 babies are also the Class of 2020 graduates....

My dogs are giving me grief. Literally.

I write this today having spent last night getting up — no exaggeration — at least 20 times with two neurotic dogs. I’m. Stinkin’. Tired. I’m physically tired, and I’m just plain old tired of these creatures who we’ve somehow let run our lives. Don’t get me wrong. They’re...

Halloween–why you gotta be so mean?

Halloween has an identity crisis. If I go uptown to my local Trunk or Treat event tonight, I’ll see cute little pirates and princesses all lined up with their pumpkin-shaped candy buckets. Parents will have infants and toddlers decked out as baby animals or pint-sized superheroes. It’ll be a-freaking-dorable....

Peaks (and valleys)

I have been under the suspicion for some time now that I peaked in my 30’s. However, lately it’s become more and more evident, and soon I’m no longer going to be able to plead ignorance about it. It’s hard to argue that my 30’s didn’t fare better than...