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Children’s Parties, 21st Century Style

Back in the ’80s, which was my party-throwing heyday (the teenage ones I threw in the 90s are another blog post entirely, and I wouldn’t want my mother to have to read about them as the winter nights draw in … Continue reading

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We built this city on rock and (bacon) rolls

Well, this house – not city – but I couldn’t have put that in the title or it would have been taking the lyrics change a step too far. Just as actually finishing the work on our house appears to … Continue reading

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So long, America

I had intended to write this before leaving New York. I was going to give up this blog, now that my life has changed in many ways – but by popular demand (well, my mother and a few friends asking … Continue reading

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Shepherds, Tea Towels and a Plastic Baby

Last week I went to my first nativity play in approximately thirty-one years. The last time I was at one, I was the girl in blue holding the baby, a fellow six year old sitting beside me in a brown … Continue reading

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Labor (Day) of Love

This past Monday was Labor Day in the US, a national holiday that started about 130 years ago to celebrate the contribution that workers make to society. Most workers are given the day off and the usual suspects make an … Continue reading

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In

The saying ‘having a finger in every pie’ most definitely applies to my two boys, although in their case the meaning has little idiom involved. You wouldn’t want to eat anything remotely cake-like if they’ve been hanging around it unless … Continue reading

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Independence and Dependants

Having missed the Fourth of July celebrations¬†last year because we were visiting the land that the USA was celebrating its lack of dependence upon, this year was our first experience of Independence Day in our foster country. It’s no secret … Continue reading

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Stitched Up

I once heard a mother say that looking after boys is easy – you just need to know if it’s serious enough to go to ER. Littler Boy is a walking (or tripping, falling or stumbling) specimen to be held … Continue reading

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Receiving You Loud and Hear

Sometimes I feel like I’m stuck in that old joke – ‘It’s windy today, isn’t it? No, it’s Tuesday.’ Except that joke’s set in an old people’s home, whereas this one is set in Brooklyn. I had only been here … Continue reading

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Turn On, Tune In

I have a confession.¬†I’m not even sure I should be admitting it, but since it’s online and many people don’t know my identity, I feel I can take the risk. This could be incendiary, but here goes: I LET MY … Continue reading

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