This is the first Monday ever that I am without a column. I’m in bed with pneumonia. It didn’t have to be pneumonia. It could’ve just been the flu. But when you’re a single mom and you don’t know how …
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Last year my daughter asked if we could watch American Idol. A show neither of us had ever seen but her best friend, Maddy, had been hooked on for years. Seeing that my girl was 8 and listening to Adam …
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There’s sex going on. I just know it. In houses, in condos, possibly in the communal bathroom at The Firefly. Yes, sex is happening in Studio City. In fact, there is sex going on wherever you live all the time. …
Read more →(This column originally posted January 7, 2011) People who read my column might be surprised to know that I have mastered the art of compartmentalizing. My friends, co-workers and, yes, readers all know that I love talking about sex, men, …
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As another year comes to an end I find myself reflecting on so many things; the highs, the lows, the milestones, the meltdowns, the surprises, the disappointments and most of all… the gross income. Gross is definitely an appropriate word …
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Creating holiday traditions with your child when you’re divorced can be extremely tricky. Especially when you have to alternate holidays year to year. In one home Santa doesn’t wrap gifts. In the other home he does. In one home Santa …
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When I look back on it I’m not sure who was more excited to go to My Gym every Thursday afternoon for those eight weeks—my daughter, who was 5 at the time, or me (who was very much not 5 at …
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When I need to quiet the demons in my head — and believe me, they are loud — I walk. Usually some form of a hike. And a hike for me is anything in dirt form that tilts slightly uphill. …
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Okay, so I’m a mom, right? Always looking for an opportunity to enrich my daughter’s life. To expand her knowledge. To enlighten her in the ways of the world. To teach her whatever I can. It was 4th of July …
Read more →I have been saying for years — forget the Trader Joe’s cookbook, what they really need to come out with is a How to Treat a Woman book. The men who work at Studio City Trader Joe’s are like superheroes …
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