I hope Jack and Diane rang in the New Year by sucking on chili dogs out behind the Tastee Freez. I, on the other hand, celebrated by belting out the solid gold hits of my youth with friends. I should add that I can’t sing. Let me clarify: I can’t sing well. But I”m loud. And…
Tag: music
Life in the Middle Ages
Much like gaining weight, middle age seems to have snuck up on me. Sure, somewhere in the back of my mind I knew all those nights spent in front of the television with bowls of salty snacks would eventually come between me and the button of my jeans (sorry, Brooke, there is something between me…
Mixed Tapes and Other Things My Kids Will Never Know
Buried in a box in the cupboard, under notes and letters and other written breadcrumbs of our early relationship, is a mixed tape. I made it for my husband way back when. In those early butterfly days, I was striving to impress him more than anything else, but there is still a significance to each song,…
Parenting with Kenny Rogers
Back when dinosaurs roamed the earth and the only “Fi” was “Hi” and not “Wi”, we had a stereo. We didn’t gather round at dusk and listen to Little Orphan Annie, but we did play records. As we got older, my sister and I developed our own taste, but in the beginning, the records we…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 