Nick’s daughter Ellie spent Christmas in the hospital. We’re not sure why: a bad cold, an infection, a euphemism… All our communication is filtered and vetted through lawyers, as if love and caring were airborne and dangerous. Ellie and Evie live with a stranger/relative in a place where nightfall comes at four o’clock in the afternoon. […]
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The whoopla on my son’s December 23rd birthday, where the tradition is for me to pour and serve shots of Patron to start the night’s festivities, is not a trigger for me. The way everyone else looks/feels the next morning is enough to make me delighted (and obnoxiously chipper) I drank club soda at […]
I had dinner with George last weekend. I will warn you that this article has nothing to do with my sobriety, except for the fact that in my old drinking days, the situation would have driven me to a fist fight… We went to an Asian fusion restaurant and we ordered: pot stickers to […]
Dee and I got her place tidied and decorated for the arrival of her children for Christmas. I told her we’d make a great team as a maid service – she’s good at tubs and sinks, I’m good at vacuuming and dusting (and we’d hire an intern to do toilets…). When we were done, we […]
I just watched the documentary called Best of Enemies about the series of debates in 1968 between William F. Buckley and Gore Vidal – easily some of the most entertaining, scorched-earth, diametrically opposed snootiness ever recorded. I prefer Buckley’s mainline, jaw thrusting, facial ticked technique to Vidal’s deadly-sweet smile and slow, deliberate drawl – but there is no denying the brilliance of their […]
I was saying my rosary on the way to work, and I pulled up to one of those lights that have a four minute red when you hit them just wrong. I continued with my piousness, settling in and connecting with my spiritual side. Quiet. Peaceful. Calm. Sober. There were two lanes, and a huge SUV […]
I’m going to say it again – I’m more like Cruella de Vil and less like Diane Fosse. No one would ever accuse me of being overly kind to animals and although I really do love Fiona, Lauren says I am erratic in my behavior towards her. Apparently I am either super nice or so […]
I picked up Lauren from the airport last night. She had gone to the Army/Navy game with Laura and a group of bon vivants and ex-Navy dudes who go every year. They have their traditions: Capital Grill, barhopping, tailgating, shared hotel rooms and drunkenness. The usual behavior surrounding a big rivalry, once a year, football game. […]
Ellie and I were having a text conversation, about what’s been going on since her dad died. She was talking about what her expectations had been – how she’d wished we would all get to know each other better – maybe even become a family. Ellie and I talk about a lot of things, but […]
Not one, but five people sent me this joke… I do not know whether to be flattered, or offended. The last time this happened, it was another ribald joke about a woman, a bar, and a compromising situation… I guess old habits (and other people’s memories) die hard. I apologize in advance for […]