Old School Posts

• Stop What You're Doing

  When I blog, I think about my girls. I think about them because I am writing about them, or because I am considering what effect my words might have on them. Now and in the future. It is very important to me that this blog is about me, my life, my questions and not really about them. My aim is t

• Her First Day

  Monday was Big Girl's first day back at Preschool. So, her final year before Kindergarten is officially underway. Hard to believe. Husband, Middle Girl, and I escorted her to school. Like a good mom, I snapped a few shots. To memorialize another milestone. And I love this first one. I love it be

• On Masks & Telling "The Truth"

  “Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask , and he will tell you the truth.” Oscar Wilde I like these words because they make me think, and wonder. Indeed these are the best kind of words, no? They make me think of the masks we wear everyday. The ones we are

• Digital Detox?

  I will keep this short because Husband and the girls are in the living room savoring some morning cartoons along with a vast bowl of fresh berries. And I want to be with them. But instead. Instead, I am here. Writing words. Asking questions. Blogging. I am doing this because I love to do this, y

• The Affluenza Vaccine

  "We have too much stuff,"  says environmental heavyweight James Gustave ("Gus") Speth.  Speth's simple words belie his sparkling CV (current Yale Forestry dean, co-founder of the NRDC and World Resources Institute, top Carter adviser, Dad's college buddy and colleague).  "We have to get over this

• The College Me. The College You.

  These days, I have been thinking a lot about college. You see, I am knee deep in the writing of my next novel which is about three women who met in college. Though I am writing about the school I attended - Yale - I am not writing about my experience. But I do find myself thinking about my brig

• Like Butter in Cookie Dough

  Since publishing my first novel Life After Yes last May, I have been asked the same question over and over: How autobiographical is the story? And even though I've had plenty of time to come up with a good and satisfying answer to this one, I tend to bumble my way through my response every time.

• "Always Do What You Are Afraid To Do"

  Always do what you are afraid to do. Ralph Waldo Emerson Tomorrow, I will send my agent the first one hundred pages of my second novel. Truth be told, I am terrified. I am afraid they are no good and I will have to start over. I am afraid they are very good and I will have to keep going. I am af

• Ivy League Loser

  We sit at our favorite table in the back of Alice's Tea Cup, our favorite weekend breakfast spot. Per usual, the girls wear the sparkly fairy wings they were given on the way in. Their porcelain cheeks glisten with fairy dust that has been known to cure skinned knees. Toddler nibbles her banana

• A Bittersweet Goodbye

  This has been a big week in Toddler World. Since Monday, she has lived life without diapers. Sure, we're still doing the Pull-Up thing during naps and nights. But still. This is big. Bigger than big. Suddenly, my little girl is not so little, occupying the precarious planet of panties and pottie