Old School Posts

• Mingling with Martha Stewart

  Martha Stewart is my best friend. Almost. Okay, not at all. Okay, I have never spoken a word to her in my life. But I did see her twice in four days. Which is far more than I see my actual best friends. And this fact is both bizarre and upsetting. Thursday. The first time I mingled with Ma

• Terrible Two Hours

  I am not much of a planner. I do not have a calendar. I do not make lists. No, I am the more chill, what-happens-happens, kind of girl. Right. But when I do make plans, I prefer that they are perfect. Given that I am the perfect mother and I have a perfect Husband and two perfect girls, and that the

• Two Things. Two Years. Two Words.

  “ Two things awe me most, the starry sky above me and the moral law within me.” Immanuel Kant I am not quite sharp enough these days (or, let's be honest, ever) to fully understand Kant, but I do love these words and the ideas they seem to convey. The idea of being awed by something, somethi

• Clichés Are Cute

  Well, we are home, sweet home apartment. And, yes, this is a cliche because it is a saying, expression, idea, or element of an artistic work which has been overused to the point of losing its original meaning or effect. But I think we should give cliches a chance. They are cute. They are overused be

• The Burberry Zucchini

  The other morning I asked Big Girl which bathing suit she wanted me to pack for camp. Me: "What suit do you want?" Big Girl: "Um... My zucchini." I smiled. "Your zucchini, huh?" I couldn't bring myself to correct her. This was too cute. "Yes, Mom. My zucchini!" * When we were yo

• The Gift of Metaphor

  In twenty-eight minutes, there will be a soft knock at the door. And I will pop up, tighten the sash of my white robe, tiptoe across carpet and answer it. A kind man in a uniform will smile at me and ask me how I am. I will keep it simple and tell him that I am fine. Even though on this morning

• On Chaos, Order & Haircuts

  In theory, I covet an existence of order and organization. A world of lists that get done, calendars that get checked, schedules that get stuck to, thank-you notes that get written and sent, meals that get made, emails that get returned, coats that get hung... You get the picture. In practice

• You Sexy Thing

  Uh oh. Am I flirting with you? Indeed I am. Once upon a time, in the land before marriage and kids, I was a solid flirt. Not over-the-top, but I had my moments. I even indulged in the old school head-tilt from time to time. And you know what? Flirting was fun. In college and law school, I loo

• This Is Love

  “This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.” Rumi Something that amazes me? That words can stir something in me, something deep and divine, even when I do not understand them. What is

• The Katie Holmes Question

  I have a friend. She is an aspiring actress. When she is not auditioning or acting, she waits tables at one of my favorite restaurants. A few weeks ago, this friend told me a story. She told me that her friend - another waitress at this restaurant - was working one Friday night when Katie Hol