The question comes up — now more than ever. Since I’m marrying a man who is not only younger but has never been married and has no kids of his own… well, the question comes up. Sooo, you gonna have …
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Studio City Mom
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We’re all going to die. We know that. We don’t know when or how or where but it is certain to happen. To all of us. But when you’re a kid you’re not thinking about that. Not unless you’re forced …
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It’s that time – my once a month column where I feature 5 people, organizations and/or businesses that I think you should check out! Hope you enjoy! 1. Wrap-N-Dry! My dear friend, Cherney Johnson, designed this product in the hopes …
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He always has a smile. Hey guys, welcome to Pinkberry. Can I get you a sample to try? He’s the sweet guy behind the counter with the round face and kind eyes. The guy who for weeks now has been …
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This single mom of over 11 years decided to jot down a few words about the man who showed up seemingly out of nowhere and changed her life. He makes me laugh. He sings to me whenever I ask him …
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I hit this subject a lot. The idea that life is short. It’s unpredictable, delicate, challenging and even unfair. But it is also a gift. And how we choose to live it, spend it, view it, embrace it is up …
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Cook is officially in the can! The most incredible professional experience of my life. I am never going to forget a single moment, face, laugh, tear, and hug. Thank you for bringing to life the most important script I have …
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Every writer starts at the same spot. Staring at the blank page. Wondering what to put on it, what story to tell, what voice needs to be heard, what thoughts must be expressed. With my movie Cook finally being made …
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In the blink of an eye… okay, maybe not the blink of an eye. Maybe more like in the blink of diapers, pacifiers, potty training, baths, carrying, strolling, walking, running, talking, drawing, writing, reading, sharing, listening, crying, sleeping, not sleeping, …
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I used to think if I wished for something hard enough it would come true. I remember as a little girl pulling the covers over my head in my pitch black bedroom and making wishes… Please let mommy stop drinking. …
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