We sat on the bleachers watching the other kids in the pool. Maggie was on my lap, in last year's bathing suit. I had wanted her to wear the new Minnie suit or the pink and blue fishies suit, but she insisted on the ratty yellow one with butterflies from last summer. Granny sat next to me. "What if they want you to go in with her?" she asked. I ( Read more... )

Ah. I've been called a lot of things in my time but by far the funniest is this gem which came to me in an angry email from someone who now identifies himself as my "alleged" boyfriend ( Read more... )

Never once in all of My Previous Life was a conversation like this ( Read more... )

Oh me oh my I need my L.A. girlfriends. I have (gasp!) actually been dating after 4 long years of absolutely nothing and nothing is more fun to talk with the girls about than the boys. A pitcher of mojitos and Kristy, Kristine and Wendy (and a drop over later by Alan) would really hit the spot.

Some things just take you right back to childhood and make you smile. I just used the pencil sharpener at my cooking school for the first time. My dad installed it in the HVAC closet back when we first opened, and so far he and my nephew Nick have been the only ones to go in and use it I guess. It's full of those curly little shavings that come off ( Read more... )

I'm finally getting around to thinking about dating again, and have a profile up on match.com. It's going slow. Ridiculously slow. I have no patience for it and the bottom line is this: I have a goofy crush on someone we call Church Guy or My Church Boyfriend. I don't even know his name. He just looks perfect for me in every way. We've smiled at ( Read more... )

Something I discovered that I never would have if I weren't a mom is that there's lots of neat-o TV on the Noggin channel after babies go to bed and before they wake for the day. Maggie and I discovered that reruns of My So Called Life are on at 5 am, before Maisy the Mouse. I loved this show and even dug out my old My So Called Life t-shirt to ( Read more... )

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As Maggie nears her first birthday, I'm feeling more and more like Amy again. I haven't been in my journal in so long. I logged in to update Maggie's journal (which I haven't done in forever either) and now I've been sitting here for hours, reading backwards at all the things that happened to me over the years. Good Lord, I've had some fun. I make ( Read more... )

I had a dream early this morning that I was waiting for the elevator (at a hospital or hotel but I knew I was at work) and I was trying to get to the fifth floor for a big meeting I have today with the biggest two bosses at the bank and I was running late and these punk kids (like college kids or something with longish hair and jeans and t-shirts) ( Read more... )