Studio City Mom

I was lying in bed this morning thinking about my life when a sentence that I never thought would ever leave my lips did. I can relate to Anna Nicole Smith. Okay, not in the enormous boobs, blonde hair, drug …

I remember my first mother’s day.  That exciting feeling inside knowing that I had joined that special, highly praised, courageous, elite group of women that had the honor of being called mommy by some little being (or many little beings). It …

Have you ever gone to the movies with your kid and realized, much to your surprise, that the man who directed and starred in the piece is someone you’ve been, uh, intimate with? Like you’ve had that guy’s tongue in …

Spring break has arrived in my house and the long awaited and well planned trip to go to New York to see my father in the Broadway show Anything Goes is finally here. My incredibly generous pop decided to fly …

Remember the first time you experienced something and you got that “high” from it? That incredible adrenaline rush? The first buzz, the first kiss, the first stealing your parents car in the night and getting away with it? Okay, maybe …

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 …

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 …

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. …

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 …