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No dogs allowed

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When I was a kid, I desperately wanted a dog. My mother’s mother Nana lived with us though. Well, technically we lived with her but that’s another story.

Dad loved dogs, still does, and supported my interest in having one, but Nana either hated dogs or was afraid of them. Mom told me the latter.

“One day when Nana no longer lives with us, Daddy and I will get you a puppy.”

She didn’t wink or elbow me in the ribs while saying it, but the message was clear: when Nana died, I’d get my dog. Even though I was only five or six at the time, wanting a puppy became inextricably linked with a guilty feeling: “you want Nana to DIE!” I tried hard not to think about puppies. Continue reading →

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Mom is going to see Fifty Shades the Musical

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It happened on Mother’s Day.

“I’m going to see Fifty Shades!” Mom announced with great excitement while she, my father and I had lunch at Pellegrino’s.

“What…I mean…movie isn’t made…bad…blergh…” I stammered in response.

Dad might have thrown down his napkin in disgust at this point. He doesn’t know exactly what Fifty Shades entails; only that he’s disgusted.

Almost simultaneously, Dad and I both blurted “let’s talk about something else.”

I gave my attention to the antipasto.

When I got home, I googled. I realized that my mom and her friends are going to see “Fifty Shades the Musical” at the Scranton Cultural Center. Honestly, I forgot it existed.

Via DailyMail

Starting tomorrow night, I’ll be avoiding Mom’s calls for three days. At least.

I don’t want to talk about Fifty, Mom!

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We Three

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“The napkins are polyester…”

“…so when you cry, the tears just get pushed around.”

“We were a mess…”

“…that’s probably why our lunch was comped.”

With Mom and me on either side of him at the table, Dad’s head swerved left, right, and back again. His wife and his daughter, talking about the lunch weeks earlier, at the same restaurant table, when they reluctantly considered the possibility of the future without him.

“But you’re here with us now.”

“We’re so happy.”

“Relieved.”

Mom and Dad

During our exchange, I watched hints of emotion flicker across Dad’s face. He seemed to enjoy being the center of our small family’s attention. But maybe I saw a trace of guilt too. Maybe. For making us worry? I don’t know.

Dad

We were together today. Nothing else mattered.

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A Mother and a Daughter

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My mother’s first breath after crossing the Williamsburg Bridge into Brooklyn today was a sigh. She wishes I lived in Manhattan, I know. She tells me every chance she gets.

As Mom drove north on Havemeyer toward my apartment, I saw Williamsburg through her eyes: graffiti, old unpretty buildings, men with weird facial hair weaving in and out of traffic on bikes, more graffiti. I get it. She doesn’t see what I see and I have stopped trying to persuade her of my neighborhood’s charms.

williamsburg bridge

Mom’s favorite past apartment of mine was probably the one at 72nd and 3rd on the Upper East Side where I lived starting when I was 23 years old. Now she would gladly accept even the Cornelia Street walk-up in Greenwich Village that I called home on September 11. In spite of my current place being modern and comfortable, in Mom’s eyes, everything is better in Manhattan. Continue reading →

Twitter Spotlight: Kelly Collis

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Isn’t it wild how I keep featuring Washingtonians in the Twitter Spotlight?

It makes me wish that I had done a better job reaching out to these interesting folks during the ten years I lived in DC. Kelly Collis aka @CityShopGirl is someone I’d have enjoyed meeting. An entrepreneur who created CityShopGirl, she worked in marketing and public relations before becoming…a radio personality of all things.

Kelly is still the Publisher of CityShopGirl, but is also the co-host of The Tommy Show, a DC area morning show on 94.7 Fresh FM.

OneChicklette: Your favorite qualities in a love interest

@cityshopgirl:  He must have a passion for life and the energy to keep up with it, a genuine interest in my children and a healthy sex drive.

OneChicklette: Your chief characteristic (one word)

@cityshopgirl: Witty

 KC

OneChicklette: What you appreciate most in your friends Continue reading →

Mom’s Shakeweight

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When I discovered Mom owns a Shakeweight, I was upset enough to tweet about it.

Some of you might have missed out so here I am trying it out. I was pretending it was heavy but really I just felt awkward.

And here I am doing my best Magritte impression.

When I went to Scranton for Thanksgiving, I found that the Shakeweight was still there. Mom stores it in my bedroom. No idea.

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My mom is reading Fifty Shades of Grey

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I had hoped to avoid this situation, but it happened – on Mother’s Day no less: my mother announced that she is reading Fifty Shades of Grey.

My family and I have been going to Pellegrino’s for approximately seventeen years. They know my drink order. Good thing, for I would soon really need a drink.

Sometime during our consumption of the massive antipasto, my mother announced “I’m reading Fifty Shades of Grey!” Continue reading →