Sharing my experiences of motherhood, friendship, partnership and self reflection, all with a sense of humor
One can always use Another Mother. There is no such thing as too many mothers in a room. Mothers have no ego. When gathered, they share appreciation for each other. Often, mother is tired, or doesn’t quite know what she is doing, and if there is Another Mother to step in, fill shoes, advise, the…
This is how Party For 1 rolls when Cinco de Mayo falls on a Monday. Well, at least a rainy day Monday that tries to get me down, especially following a weekend where I shared lots of time and space with cool cats in Brooklyn and a potential new partner. Time experienced after giving of…
My mom, Pamela Greene wrote the following speech for women’s history month and gave it at work, twice in one day. Public speaking is a bit outside her comfort zone and she did it anyway, using it as a catalyst to create a dialogue with each group. I am so very proud of her! She…
I imagined on my walk into work this morning, how healing it would feel for me to be able to have a conversation with you about my perspective. How I long for validation from you on my difficulties. In my mind this would feel like a balm to my wounds. I realize that I already…
Schitt’s Creek Revelations at season 3 episode 11, half way through, and I feel like I may be getting it, the meaning, the mishaps, the laughability. Most of us, on the basic level, wish to have the upper crust hammered down, not me personally, I of course, honor their hard work and devotion to their…
There is a level of euphoria that pervades our minds when our bodies align with the type of movement they are designed for. Some bodies are built for fútbol, other bodies thrive running. When my body participates in my ballet exercise class, elation descends on me, igniting all my cells with excitement. The movements are difficult and…
Wanted; Long-Legged; Long-Fingered; Abilities I Don’t Possess. Dancers, Guitar Players, Wanted Children of Success, Not The Squirrely Spawn of Youth, Mistakenly Created Through Our Own Ignorance, Awkwardly Prancing Around, Reminding Us of Our Past Mistakes, Blooming just the same.
In honor of Miley Cyrus’ new song, “Flowers”, I met myself out at a bar tonight. The specific lyrics that inspired this action, “I can buy myself flowers, Write my name in the sandTalk to myself for hours, yeahSay things you don’t understandI can take myself dancin”… The next line, “better than you can” isn’t…
Another wonderful night where I treat myself the way I want to be treated! It all starts with me. I really try to make an example of myself, seering in my brain, an exceptional dating experience. Everyone should date themselves once in a while! A little red wine, XXX sharp cheddar, Camembert, Gorganzola with honey,…
Having the time of my life, celebrating myself. Finally found the Rainier Cherries this season so I am popping those pits and soaking in Bourbon till the Holidays! Lightly textured crisps paired with a buttery soft double creme and oh, perhaps dessert first with those dark chocolate Nantuckets?
