“I love autumn dahling,” Nancy said from the back seat of their chauffeur driven Lincoln. “It’s perfect weather for pairing my leopard print dressing gown with open-toed heels.” “I know dahling,” Darcy said. “I’ve just been dying to wear this cheetah print dressing gown with my open-toed heels..” “I completely understand why,” Nancy said. “You…
I wrote a book last summer. I experienced the very rare phenomenon of having all of the stars perfectly align in my life so that I could sit and type out a book. In my case, I was sitting and scooching around on the floor to keep babies out of trouble while I typed…
One evening, I sat down across from my husband at the dining room table with a yellow pad and pen. He politely marked his place and put his book down, readying himself to humor me. “I was listening to the radio,” I said. “They were talking about saints and how each is generally known for…
I’d come up with an episode for Seinfeld when I was in high school (which may or may not have been a little over twenty years ago). I vaguely remembered the plot I’d formulated but thought, for the most part, my youthful stint at comedic screen-writing was lost to posterity. Then during some deep…
When I was young, I dreamed of going into the newspaper business, becoming an ace reporter and eventually, after years of hard work, winding up with my own nationally syndicated humor column. I wanted to be the Erma Bombeck and Dave Barry of my generation. And then along came progress. One day I woke up…
