Today is my dad’s 78th birthday. Buying presents for him is always hard. Not because he’s “the man who has everything,” but because he’s “the man who wants nothing normal.”
Category Archives: nostalgia
Kid, you’ve got it easy.
40 doesn’t feel old to me like I always thought it would. Except for a few things: This year’s bumper crop of gray hairs. The cracking joints – occurring during any and all movements, where they used to be limited to things like deep squats. I sound like bubble wrap. My husband calls me “Creaks.”…
I didn’t got the look.
I started 5th grade in 1979. That’s when designer jeans were “all the rage.” An expression your grandmother would use, but really – they were the rage. All the sexy girls in my class wore them. (Yes, to ten year olds, other ten year olds are sexy.)
“C” is for Child Star
What would you think of someone who, for your birthday, gave you a picture of herself? You’d LOVE it, right? That’s what I thought. Well, as a belated 40th birthday gift, I’m giving Sesame Street something even better than a photo of me: a video of me. On Sesame Street. I was in the show…
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(Comes with free house-breaking wee wee pad!)
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