48 Candles

Every generation has a Prince Charming.  A fairy tale hero, a knight in shining armor.  For many growing up in the 80s, it was Jake Ryan.  Was there ever a boyfriend as hunky, as dory, as swoon worthy as Jake Ryan?  Every girl (and many a boy, I’m sure) who daily lived the social awkwardness…

Exhibit A

In relation to the previous post, Like, Your 40s are Going to Be Totally Awesome!, I hereby submit, as further evidence, Exhibit A: Regretfully, I inadvertently omitted such evidence from the original brief. How I could forget such an important piece of evidence, which clearly and beyond reasonable doubt shows why Generation X would survive…

Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing

Last week I infiltrated a group of mothers in full-blown discussion.  The topic du jour was the expansive vocabulary among our current fourth graders, particularly vocabulary concerning the body and things that bodies do together.  Let’s talk about sex, baby;  at the lunch table, in the hallways, behind the covers of the math book.  I…

Smells Like Teen Spirit

Autumn brings with it a whiff of homesickness for me.  A scent of smoke and leaf color and longing and nostalgia.  I forever miss the vibrancy of the New England autumns I grew up with.  Even in New York the season was somewhat muted for me.  Outside of the Northeast, it is like watching the…