Mixing mothers and skinny jeans
October 22, 2007
I knew what she was after as she held up the magazines and pointed to pictures of skinny models wearing matchstick denim while rambling off some X-Y-Z criteria. My boomer mother wanted a pair of skinny jeans. We had planned an all day shopping excursion while I was recently home. ...
Earphones to evolve into hearing aids
September 25, 2007
This morning my parents were off to adjust the hearing aids. Before they kill me for that last statement, let me further explain that they were adjusting my father’s brand-new, state-of-the-art hearing aids to recognize my mother’s voice clearly (why any man would do that — I am not sure). ...
Fender bender
September 12, 2007
I had a fender bender the other day. It was certainly not the first, and I am sure it won’t be the last. In an effort to blog about the experience, (stripping my dignity as I admit to being a bad female driver) I am happy to say I was ...
Let grown children decide for themselves
September 1, 2007
The other day I was sitting at my desk, keeping about my daily work (which, in a nutshell, is maintaining two collegiate magazines as an editor). The phone rang. I answered, unsuspecting of the barrage that would soon whiz through the receiver. Hi, this Nancy blah blah blah ... Head ...
Monday morning travel lessons
August 24, 2007
I woke up this morning not knowing I would later thank God that I wasn’t a business traveler. After a recent unexpected trip out of town, I was scheduled to depart Dallas early Monday morning, land in Kansas City and jet straight back to work. This didn’t seem like a ...
Inheriting the shoe gene
August 9, 2007
They say the first step to curing a problem is admitting you have one, right? If that’s the case — I admit I am a shoeaholic in desperate need of a 12-step program (what shoes would I wear) to kick this nasty habit. Never trying to deny the fact that ...
Adventures in moving with mom
August 2, 2007
The line at the liquor store was about six people deep, and I was number seven. Meanwhile my mom was carrying hollowed-out liquor and wine boxes to my car (a hot commodity this time of year). Once I reached the register, the lethargic clerk checking me (and my large bottle ...
My mother, myself, my sofa
July 24, 2007
Saturday morning I bought my mother’s sofa. Well … sort of. It must have been a bout with déjà vu or an out-of-body experience into the disco-era; either way, my new sofa dangerously suggests I have the same taste as my boomer-mother did when she first invested in furniture way ...
Traversing the wilds of wedding season
July 17, 2007
It’s wedding season, and I seem to have misplaced my orange vest and camouflage hat. Granted, I am new to the post-college-rush-to-the-altar-game, but I really wasn’t prepared for the jungle that pre-weddings have become as I proclaim myself sort of a … single traditionalist. I received my “Save the Date” ...