Love
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Happy 60th Birthday, David!
There may be a few of you out there who don’t know, David Bowie was my first husband. This is before he dumped me for Iman, and before I dumped him for Ted, and before I realized just how OLD he is, just a few years younger than my parents. So David, in case you’re considering dumping that supermodel, it’s OVER for us. We can never be together again. I’m with Ted now, and there’s just no going back. I know, trying to squash our love is like “putting out a fire with gasoline”, but really…I’m sorry to break your heart like that, but sometimes, it’s best to be blunt,…
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19 Years? How can it be?
Today is the 19th anniversary of Ted and my first date…crazy, hard to believe, because really, doesn’t that make me, um, old? I mean, come on now. It’s not truly possible. If I were 21 then, and it was 19 years ago, that would make me, um….40. Wait, I do seem to remember a big 40th birthday bash for me last December, so yeah, I guess that’s right. Anyway, 19 years ago, I went on a date that would change my life, because it was my first date with the man who would become my husband, my partner-in-crime, my love, my best friend. I think if I knew then what…
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My Wise Child
I’m sad, because I lost one of my favorite earrings the other day. They were little gold hoops, but with a delicate pattern etched into the gold. My bestest friend, Rosemary, gave them to me a few years ago. I’ve worn them pretty much every day. They had a little click attachment on the back. Well, on Sunday, I was wearing them, and I lay down to take a nap. I forgot to take off my earring when I did so. When I woke up, we went to the shops to get a few tops for our growing girl. We walked all over Old Navy and the mall. I came…
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Romantic? Or Realist?
Every once in awhile, I’ll be talking to someone, and they’ll mention that someone is (or isn’t) their ‘soulmate’. The idea, the way I understand it, is that there is one person out there, who is perfect for you, and assuming you want to be in a relationship, you have to find them. I find this difficult to believe. Also, somewhat depressing. What if they’re perfect for you, but they get hit by a car, and you never get to meet them? What if they’re already married? What if they’re perfect for you, but they’re in Sudan, and you’re in Stockton, and you never have a chance to meet? What…
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Dealbreakers
I was reading Dooce yesterday. I don’t usually read her blog, because when someone gets 400+ comments on a post about nothing at all, I get a little jealous, and I don’t want to hang with them anymore. Of course, she never knew I was hanging with her to begin with. Anyway, once in awhile, I’ll come back and check out her blog, and see what’s new in Dooceland. On this particular day, she was talking about her friend Maggie (who is cousin to a friend of ours), another big time blogger, and how she has a book out called No One Cares What You Had for Lunch: 100 Ideas…
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This Is Us*
A few nights ago, I was up watching Sex and the City DVDs, and it was the episode where Miranda and Steve get married. Miranda was saying that she didn’t want the cookie cutter wedding, didn’t want someone else’s idea of a wedding, that what she wanted was a wedding that represented them, and who they were. I liked that. I liked it, because it resonated with me. I felt like we had that, a wedding that represented us, 13 years ago today. When faced with the idea of a big white dress and a long walk down the aisle, I thought, “Well, that’s nice for other folks, but not…
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Happy Father’s Day, Dado
I thought that maybe I could have a guest blogger today, to wish her father a very happy Father’s Day. She’s not as verbose as I am, but she loves him VERY MUCH. So, with no further delay, here’s Maya. Happy Fathers Day, Dado! I love you! You are the best! Love, Monkey
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Happy Birthday Q!
This is Ted and me back in 1988…we had been dating for almost a year, and we were at his Uncle’s wedding. Maya used to say that this is when Ted was the girl, and I was the boy, because his hair is long and mine is so short. 🙂 Today is Ted’s 41st birthday, and I feel so incredibly lucky to have met him, to have convinced him to date me, and to have married him. He’s a great guy…a wondrful husband, an amazing father, an incredible teacher (when he gets the chance), and a great radio personality as well. He genuinely likes people (as long as they don’t…
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Happy Valentine’s Day
Why do we celebrate Valentine’s Day? Is it so Hallmark, FTD, and See’s can make money? I think it’s right behind Christmas and Mother’s Day as big money makers for the retail industry. You can’t turn on the radio without hearing ads telling you to buy your wife a pearl, diamond, or ruby. If you’re not married yet, the pressure is to get engaged, NOW, on Valentine’s day. Mostly, though, it’s a completely manufactured holiday, full of all of the pressure of shopping and buying, reservations at fancy restaurants and romance. Now I know these things don’t have to be stressful…but for many people, they are, and the burdon seems…
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Happy Birthday to Me!
So here I am, 40 years old…crazy. 🙂 But so far, it’s GREAT. Ted threw me an AMAZING party at Massimo’s Restaurant last night, and so many friends and family were there. It was truly great. Having a birthday right after Christmas means often that people are broke and partied out by the time your birthday comes around…Having a birthday on New Years Eve means that if you want to go out to celebrate, there is a bigger expectation that it be amazing and fun and crazy and expensive. So my birthday has always been kind of quiet and nice, but not that amazing, with the exception of a few…
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Happy Anniversary!
So 18 years ago tonight, Ted and I went on our first official “date”. We had pizza once before, but we never counted that as a date, because it was just an after school thing and we didn’t really hit it off too much…. Anyway, 18 years ago, Ted came to my house on Fulton Street in SF, and we went to a party at his friend’s house….I don’t know who the friend was, or if I actually ever met him/her, because another friend, whom we’ll call….Tim….because his name was Tim, came out and told us the party was pretty much over and we should go get a drink. So…