Recently, Noah said something that brought back a memory of the moment in their childhood that I so far most regret not having had a video camera handy to capture. The location: The World of Coca-Cola in Atlanta, Georgia. At the end of the tour, we had the opportunity to sample various Coca-Cola products from […]
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How I stalked, I mean met, the Piano Man
Posted in Memories on Dec 16th, 2008
It was December 12, 1989. The day I met my musical idol, the Piano Man himself, Billy Joel. I know the precise date, because I still have the autographed ticket stub as a souvenir of the escapade. You could say I’m a lifelong fan. I was introduced to the music of Billy Joel at a […]
“Blah blah blah blah blah” is what I mostly remember. Whatever pearls of wisdom my dad was actually trying to impart have long since fled my brain. All I can say with certainty is that an invitation from dear dad to accompany him solo on some short errand or another was a one-way ticket to […]
They say that rain on your wedding day is good luck. If true, it would certainly explain the bountiful blessings that have been showered over us in 13 years of marriage, because our wedding day was marked by thunderstorms of torrential proportions. The roof of the limo that carried my father and me to the […]
Fun, fun, fun, ’til Daddy takes the Mustang away
Posted in Favorites, Memories, Reflections on Feb 4th, 2007
Let’s be perfectly clear about one thing. Daddy never actually took the Mustang away; rather, he was the one who bought it for me. A brand-spanking new 1986 white Mustang convertible with a sporty red interior. License plate number AXC 76P. (It’s amazing, the trivial things the brain chooses to remember.) I wasn’t quite yet […]
Lately, I’ve noticed my kids catching on to a new trick that my sister and I had once mastered ourselves. The art of convincing each other to approach Mommy with a question when the answer is sure to be “No.” For now, this revolves around snack time, and I can spot the subterfuge a mile […]
A trip down memory lane
Posted in Memories on May 30th, 2006
My parents are the best. Over the years, they have saved practically everything of importance from my childhood. I have long known of the existence of a "box" where these items were stored, and yesterday, I finally got my hands on it. That box of treasures contains old school photos, report cards (some of which […]
We have a new obsession in our household. The Disney Channel original movie, High School Musical. Maia is constantly quoting lines and singing songs from this made-for-TV musical. I watched it with her, and it is kind of sweet. It’s a familiar storyline — you could call it a Grease for the new millennium. Boy […]
One thing I can reasonably claim about myself is that I am fairly well traveled, thanks largely to my parents, but also as the result of travel on my own, with my husband, and for work. I suppose you could say I’ve accumulated a bit of culture over the years, beginning in childhood. Among other […]
The great typewriter lie
Posted in Memories on Jan 2nd, 2006
I guess you could say I’m a late bloomer. I didn’t have my first real boyfriend until I was a senior in high school. We were friends, but I had developed a crush and was secretly hoping for something more. Finally, an opportunity presented itself, and I, ever the quick thinker, formulated a plan. I […]
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