My beautiful mother, who turned 75 yesterday, raised my brother and me single-handedly, sometimes holding down three jobs. She may not have had time to teach me how to cook, (I taught myself, starting at age four with the Jello I dumped into the top – perforated – half of a double-boiler, then stuck in…
Author: S. A. Young
One of three writers who are currently collaborating on a series of romantic suspense novels, I'm a cinemaniac, head-full-of-useless-information trivia maven, waiting for Alex Trebek to retire so that I can appear on Jeopardy again. Oh...and Go Red Sox!
Monday Music Madness III
Happy Monday! Are you in a chocolate coma from yesterday’s festivities? (Hopefully it’s not a repurposed Easter-egg overdose.) Mondays are generally no one’s favorite day of the week, but let’s be honest, some are worse than others. Personally, I needed a Trenta dark roast and a defibrillator to get me going this morning. It had…
Celebrating a Little Victory
Happy Hump Day! Who’s living for the weekend? Me! Me! I have a day job, you see. One at which I’m expected to appear Monday through Friday at 8:00am and stay until I throw in the towel and drag myself home. It’s one of the reasons our writing project is taking longer than expected. My…
In Praise of a Summer Sunday
Today was one of those days that it’s just grand to be alive, ya know? Nothing special, just a beautiful, cloudless blue sky, a nice breeze and only 70 degrees…in August…in Boston. It was one of those days that feels like a gift sent from the universe to us and us alone for having lived…
Rainy Days and Mondays
…don’t you hate it when they’re the same thing? I firmly believe that every once in a while, the Universe sends a message to let us know that it’s time to take a step back, breathe, maybe go back to bed and pull the covers up over our heads. Today was definitely one of those…
A Taste of Spr/ummer
After what seemed liked the longest, coldest snowiest winter in recorded history, Spring has finally come to Boston! While part of that sentence may be hyperbole, let me tell you, it certainly felt like “the worst”. The calendar may have said “Spring” for a month and a half, no one bothered to tell the dormant…
Are We There Yet?
It’s vacation season and no one is more excited about the prospect of a trip than George! It’s been so long since he spent any quality-time with his cousins Georgito and Georges, he started packing a week ago! George gets to accompany me, as well as K. R. Brorman, to the wilds of Virginia and…
“Thursday’s Child Has Far to Go”
Go? Go where? Not to the weekend, surely! I’ve never really understood that poem*. I was a “Sunday’s Child” and as anyone who knows me will tell you, I’m not exactly “full of grace”. But I digress. Today’s musical interlude is brought to you by David Bowie and “Thursday’s Child”: This morning, as I was…
Indelible
We remember: indelible \ in-DEL-uh-buhl \ , adjective; 1.that cannot be eliminated, forgotten, changed, or the like. 2.making marks that cannot be erased, removed, or the like.
Music Monday Madness – II
Guess what day it is? (No, Geico camel, wait your turn.) Here’s some trivia for those who care about such things *cough*. “Monday, Monday” was the first “#1” release with a day of the week in the title, and the only one with Monday. (“Manic Monday” by the Bangles and “Rainy Days And Mondays” by…