Sobbing in the shower this morning over having to leave Joe for TEN FREAKING DAYS (to NYC to workshop the Notebook, poor me), I was reminded of the LAST time I sobbed in the shower: …
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Never Alone
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Happy Hour
One of the absolute WORST things about having a best friend who’s studying to be a nutrition coach (I see u Blaine) is that you learn things you don’t want to know, like the fact …
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Cheese
Me: Joe! want to try this vegetable? Joe: Cheese. Me: Okay, how about this one? Joe: No thanks. Cheese. Me: Or THIS one? Joe:….Cheese. Me: Okay, um. Strawberry? Joe: Hmm. Actually, yeah! Me: Really? Okay, …
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Pain
Every now and then Joe will sort of not be himself, and will drool a lot and hum in a concerned sort of way, and go AHHHHH! at the throw pillows but then be laughing …
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what are theater? what is plays?
I’ve always maintained, in real and imagined interviews and I guess the part of my soul that’s always trying to define itself, that I will always write Plays. I’ve said things like plays are where …
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One.
When it comes to the birthdays of those that I love, I am not subtle. I go big and shout my love and ask of the person many times, ARE YOU HAVING A GOOD BIRTHDAY? …
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Cousin pic
I’ll let my Mother in Law drop the full bomb with this year’s Foster-Keddie Christmas card, but until then, please enjoy this EXCLUSIVE BEHIND THE SCENES PIC of our attempt to get a picture of …
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Grown
Joe, since when did you sit in chairs that I don’t strap you into? Since when do you not let me stick my fingers into your palms so you can hold them like reigns, since …
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C’est Moi
Me: mom, do you have any old pictures of me? I want to see how I looked like Joe, or Joe looks like me? I want to glimpse the essence of my Self, in hopes …
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‘We don’t do screentime’
Except for pandemic baby’s first cross country flight, LITERALLY PRESCRIBED BY OUR PEDIATRICIAN.