It’s Friday, and the greatest day of all the days, because at the end of it there is hope—hope for enough sunny weather to have maybe a few meltdown-free visits to the park, or an un-whiny trip to Starbucks or the supermarket, and for maybe a wet kiss or two on the neck or the … Continue reading
I wasn’t going to have kids – my motto was “Proudly fetus-free since 1983.” I fancied myself as the type of person who would have grand adventures, and foreign boyfriends, and press credentials. I wasn’t going to get married, or I would marry eight times. I knew, and still know, that my interests are extremely … Continue reading
