Things I Miss

I don’t write notes by hand any more. I have beautiful stationery, but my hand gets wiggly and jiggly about four words in. It’s too much work to hand write, and emotionally it’s taxing. I also wear flip flops a lot. Tying my shoes in the morning is¬†extraordinary¬†difficult. I fear that the Simponi has done most of the work it’s bound to do, and this is pretty much as good as it’s going to get. I’m mostly grateful that we caught things early on, and I’m mostly grateful that I …

Getting Your Body Back: Momversation

This week I was joined by Trisha Haas and Jennifer Levinson at Momversation. We talked about getting your pre-baby body back. As always my best stuff hits the cutting room floor. I’d add “More Sex” to my tips. What would you add? Also, if you check out Momverstion they’re giving away a P90X which my friend Jeff happened to use to get extra hawt.

Tonight I Met Napoleon at Versailles

I did not cook dinner for my family this evening. Instead I called Versailles and ordered the following: One lemon chicken One steak sandwich One side of rice I then hopped in the Jaguar and made the drive to Encino to fetch our supper. As is typical at 7 pm on a Saturday night the parking lot was jammed. Since I was going to be in the store for three minutes or less I did what many take out customers do. I double parked blocking just two cars. Since the …

Tiger Moms at the Science Fair

Last night was the middle school science fair. It was very impressive. Jane and her friend worked hard and it showed. The 6th grade had a lot of cupcakes, Jelly Bellys and sweet drinks. The experiments were good with only one variable, and the kids were all able to explain their methodology. The moms, however, congregated in the hallway and wondered which moms helped their kids along while we all said, “Not me but…” It seems impossible that we’d have a class of 24 kids and not one mom who …

About that Book

A few weeks ago I got an email from a publisher who had a book project for me. It was a good project, and I really wanted to do it. I took the phone calls, I saw the other works they’d published, and I really wanted to jump on board. The publisher talked to my agent, and then I talked to my agent. I passed on the book, not because there’s anything wrong with That Book, but because it’s not My Book. My Book is 16 chapters and the first …