Monthly Archives: December 2011

DVR

My DVR, once my enjoyable afternoon/nightly routine, is now a dreaded argument. God forbid I delete one of the 10 Strawberry Shortcake shows that have since replaced my 90210/The View or Biggest Loser, all hell would break loose. I’d say, … Continue reading

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Is Hubby Home?

That is the hourly question I get from the grass puller as I try to leave my garage without being noticed. In fact, I’m getting real tired of all the small chit chat that occurs between the two of us. … Continue reading

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Speed Dial

There is something infinitely wrong if both my gardener and exterminator are on my weekly “to call back” lists. If I don’t answer my home phone, they try the cell. Guess that means I’ll have to buy them Christmas gifts … Continue reading

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South Africa

When I was 4, my best friend had arrived from S. Africa. I remember hearing about her live in maids and gardner’s from her parents and thought, “wow, they’re rich.” Well, South Africa has come to Suburbia, USA. That’s right, … Continue reading

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Tis The Season…

Every day is Christmas in our shtetl. Sometimes it’s hubby, sometime’s it’s me supplying the daily gift. Weekends, forget it! Hubby will take the kids to the local warehouse market and come back with more toys than most would receive … Continue reading

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Oprah’s Gone 8 Months…

And already my bedroom looks like a mini-Gymboree.

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Hey, You?

I’ve had a new housekeepr for almost a year; it’s a mother and son duo. But I don’t know the mother’s name. In fact, I don’t think I ever learned it because she doesn’t speak. Don’t get me wrong, she … Continue reading

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Are You Talking To Me?

In school the other day, a student came over to me and put up their middle finger. They stood there with it up at me, in my face, and just looked at me as if to say, “hey teach, fuck … Continue reading

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Vilde Chiya

Weekly, I play an ancient Chinese game called, Mah-jongg, with my mother and a new group of friends. Actually, like everything else, the Jews took it over and made it their own. Anyhow, the day we play is the start … Continue reading

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Hubba Bubba

Yesterday, while shopping in a tween store for my niece, I spoted a very annoying woman, talking on her cell phone while watching her two kids (babysitter?), wearing a burberry fall weather coat (definitely the grandmother) and chewing gum as … Continue reading

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