the pieces of my life

After not a lot of soul searching and really very little thought, I suppose I might as well migrate this blog over and keep it alive for at ...

My father, Peter, likes to complain that I don't post enough but considering that 1) I don't see him offering to come up and relieve...

Today in the car: Doodles: Mom, I think the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus are related. Me: Well, yeah. They're both Christian. D: Yeah, I...

Dear Readers. Having fun. Wish you were here. Love, Jenny No seriously, I know I haven't been posting as much lately. It's just with...

Today is Red Sox day in the boy's classroom. Yet he said to me, "I have nothing to wear." I pointed out the spread of shirts f...

Imagining a parent as a child is hard to do. My parents were pretty young when I was born--22 for my mom; 27 for my dad. But they always see...

It's the saga of the fish. Who knew fish would give me such headaches. Tomorrow night is the first night of Passover, and I'm hostin...