Planning college visits for my son over Spring Break I can’t help but recall my senior year. Tease your hair, break out the acid washed jeans and electric blue eye shadow…or just dance and sing along in your jammies – that’s what I’m doing! What songs take you back?
Author: K.R. Brorman
I Yam What I Yam….
And that’s all that I yam…..REALLY??? “I think, therefore I am.” Ok….AND?? We, as human beings have made great strides in understanding and appreciating the necessity of being self-aware. As parents we SHOULD know how important it is to teach our children to embrace their individuality and uniqueness. My question is….Is being aware enough? I’ve…
“A daughter’s a daughter all of her life”
I remember David Wallace giving me a “real Valentine’s card” in the 4th grade. Not one of those box of 100’s we passed out to EVERY classmate. I remember The Husband giving me 2 roses on our first Valentine’s Day. (Only dating 2 months so it was appropriate – he got cookies) I remember hand…
Dohn’t be ah gurleh mahn!
So there I was, face down on carpet that smells suspiciously like dog (going to have to talk to Iris the Wonder Wiener about that) arms cramping, laughing so hard I can’t breathe and my 16yr old daughter…for the purposes of this blog, Satan…is sitting cross ways in the chair, filing her damn nails! Yes! …
Panem et Circenses (Bread and Circuses)
In the wake of Lance Armstrong’s Earth shattering confession (that’s sarcasm folks). I have to wonder are we so different from the Roman mob? Are we not entertained? The fact is Armstrong built a better mousetrap. We knew, or should have known when the cycling world began wailing and gnashing its teeth over his success,…
Believe!
We never get too old to hope, to wish, to dream. The mere existence of this blog is proof of that. And we are never too old to set out a plat of cookies for Santa. I have wonderful memories of baking Toll House Cookies on Christmas Eve, naking candy and breads for neighbors and…
Porn in the Morn
Imagine my surprise this morning, when, upon tuning into Book Radio on XM – “…as his tongue split her wet folds…” (I think that’s what she said) – hit my delicate ears. It’s 8:30am on a damn Thursday!! Not sure what Thursday has to do with it, but it seemed important at the time. Now,…
Saved For A Rainy Day
She’d found them in the original box buried in her grandmother’s closet when she was only thirteen. Gran had waved a hand when asked about them, but she could swear she saw her grandmother blush before turning back to her vegetable garden. It was hard to imagine the woman now in faded elastic waist jeans,…
Smoooooth
As in Carlos Santana smooth. Barber shop shave smooth. A woman’s leg smoooth! ALL great recipes begin with great ingredients. As in life…..garbage in, garbage out. Don’t skimp and use the cheap stuff save the Smirnoff for Jello shots. Were I ever to choose a “signature drink” This martini would be it. Super simple and…
Kids These Days…
“Kids these days have no respect.” “My dad would have whipped my ass for that.” “When I was a kid….” Two recent events, and the reaction of adults on social media got me thinking about this. First, the now infamous dad shooting his daughter’s laptop after her facebook rants were discovered and last week the…