Tag Archives: dancing
Bed Work
My husband told me a couple of months ago that I would not make a good geisha. Somehow we had gotten on the subject of the black boots I wore to that Christmas party for his office last year. And … Continue reading
A Day in the Life
I’m thinking that most of you spend a good deal of your time wondering about my life and what I do all day, especially on, say, a typical Sunday. And so I thought I’d tell you. The Boy awoke early … Continue reading
Rules for Dancing
I’ve been dancing a lot lately. I like Sunday nights at Elysium because they play lots of eighties songs and I’m old enough to know all the words. But I’ll dance to whatever, wherever, because I love to dance. However, … Continue reading
Dr. Mom
I really like being alone in the car with The Boy because I like a captive audience we have the time to talk without the interruption of Matchbox cars and Encyclopedia Brown. When we’re in the car The Boy really opens … Continue reading
Yay Yay Yay!
So I’m super excited today, for lots of different reasons. First of all, my housekeeper’s here, cleaning up the wrappings from all those chocolate-covered eggs the Easter Bunny was stupid enough to leave for The Boy, apparently not realizing that … Continue reading
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