The Kids Are Alright
November 3, 2020
If you are worried about our children and the state of our world with COVID, the election, technology, I’m here to tell you, The Kids Are Alright!
If you are worried about our children and the state of our world with COVID, the election, technology, I’m here to tell you, The Kids Are Alright!
I was surprised by the way the film stayed with me after I watched it. It was entertaining and fun, yes, but it was also a “protection story.” Zemeckis shows us the world can be terrifying and overwhelming, but it is our ability to nimbly transform and adapt to change that is our strength.
“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.” Hemingway
Patriarchy? Does the Patriarchy still exist, you ask? I’ll let you be the judge. So let’s start with the fact that I just finished house hunting and started wondering why the big bedroom in every house is called the “Master”. Why? Why isn’t it called
This morning I woke up to the scent of baking bread and literally floated down the stairs on a cloud of cinnamon. My house guest, Alma Luce is a stress-baker, meaning this morning, she made three loaves of braided cinnamon-sugar challah bread, black beans and
Last summer I turned 50 and took my teenagers and my niece on my dream trip to Europe. So far, I have blogged about Venice, the Orient Express, and our road trip from Paris to Chateau Des Milandes in the Dordogne Region. At the end
I woke up feeling blue. I stumbled through my usual routine: grateful list, brush teeth, comb hair, put on mascara, fold laundry from last night and start the next load, toddle downstairs for a cappuccino, water my flowers… As I was watering, I listened to
So my new mystery novel comes out on Saturday on Amazon and I could not be more thrilled! I say this because I’m also feeling quite trepidatious about it, and I just read a very interesting study that you can reduce anxiety by embracing it
Right now, tonight, on this moonlit night, I am dreaming of trains, and specifically the luxury train to end all trains: the Orient Express. I took my teens last summer and we aspired to create our own Golden Age of Travel…
All the years I belly danced, people always asked me, a girl from Utah, how I became a belly dancer. These questions were usually asked after a gig, with me drenched in sweat, huffing and puffing and loud music playing. I wanted a quick exotic