On our national day of thanks I have a lot to be grateful for, and never has a day of thanks been needed more than right now. Much of our shared experiences these past few weeks sounds like a bad pitch in a development meeting at Paramount Pictures: large parts of New York in near…
Imagine being trapped under water for 15-30 minutes. Picture a shadowy creature with metal protrusions in the form of tin crowns, spiking off its seven heads. Consider picking up a paintbrush, never having had a lesson in your life, and watching as strange, powerful and mythical brush strokes flow from your hands as if someone…
[For those who may have missed the news that I was the invited guest blogger on Katie Couric's new ABC talk show yesterday, below is a reposting of the blog that appears on KatieCouric.com. The follow-up post to the show yesterday will appear later this week. A special shout out to the incredible women at...
Please, don’t let this feeling end It’s everything I am Everything I want to be I can see what’s mine now Finding out what’s true Since I found you Looking through the eyes of love I did it. I finally sang for Marvin Hamlisch. He wasn’t there in person but I know he heard every…
Marvin Hamlisch was a wonderful, sweet, funny man. I knew him. I treasure my memories of him, and his contribution to my life will never be forgotten. I don’t have that many people who served as loving, appropriate, father figures. Note to any actual biological parental units checking in: that statement isn’t meant…
I’m trying to pump out this blog before one of my new favorite shows comes on. Maybe you’ve heard of GCB (Good Christian Bitches)? It’s a slightly mainstream delectable comedy on ABC about a recently widowed babe (fka the high-school “mean girl”) who has no choice but to move back in with her overbearing mama…
Who doesn’t love the Oscars? If you’re like me, you probably spent some time reading tweets & facebook postings before, during and after last Sunday’s Oscar telecast. My favorite tweet from the post Oscar frenzy: “And the winner is . . . Angelina Jolie’s right leg.” I laughed so hard I seriously almost peed while…
You know you are in trouble when you’ve become so addicted to a television series that the mere thought of missing the first three episodes of season 2 prompts your honey to run and buy a blu-ray disc player with streaming video just so you can get Amazon’s truly revolutionary HD video service to the…
Last night the Giants won the NFC Championship and from the shouts and impromptu dance moves, you would think my honey just watched the birth of his first born, or had front row seats for the Stones at Madison Square Garden. Yes, we celebrate joys and miracles in our own ways and though I am…
Nothing stresses out a mother more than the holidays. Why? Because our true primary selves, our working, creative, entrepreneurial “let’s-get-it-done-head” collides head on (sorry) with our “Mommy-she-touched-me-are-we-there-yet-I’m-bored-am-I-going-to-be-possessed-like-the-demon-on-the-new-The-Devil-Inside-trailer” head. Living the dual existence of visionary, mompreneur and stay-at-home mom is almost like having one pet who is both dog and cat, mongoose and cobra, spider and…