Kid Rock

You will be a rock star and that is final! I surprisingly heard myself utter those words to my 6-year-old son not long ago. We had signed him up for this incredible after school program called RockSTAR that teaches children drums, electric guitar, keyboard, bass, vocals and performance as a band. As a lover of … Continue reading

Welcome to Wonderland

Date night.  It’s one of those rare evenings that a married couple with children spends non-interrupted by flying bath toys, the undersea exploits of a bucktooth sponge in short pants or replenishing a well of ketchup for the dunking of fish sticks.  A once-a-month-if-you’re-lucky chance to hire someone else to handle all of that and…escape. … Continue reading

Stay Negative

There’s something about January that really hits like a heavyweight.  Maybe it’s the turn of the calendar page of realization that none of your goals in the previous year were attained.  Maybe it’s the fear of a false positive start into the next.  Whatever it may be, it gets you in the gut and takes … Continue reading

All Time High

For my tenth birthday I asked my parents for the new Billy Joel album, 52nd Street.  I remember putting the record on after cake and listening to the lyrics of Big Shot: Well you went uptown riding in your limousine With your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the … Continue reading

Can You Kundalini?

We’re off and running now. December is upon us and with the turn of this month of winter holidays, glittery dinners, opulent parties, tree-lightings, floating candles, White House invitations, delicious foodstuff, cinnamon-laced drinkstuff and other glorious stuff will be intermingled with our daily lives.  Even those of us with the hardy constitution of a Nordic … Continue reading

The Woman Who Lives Behind Your Couch

Everyone in L.A. has celebrity sightings. It’s as much a part of life here as valet parking at the mall.  Most Angelenos ~ those not toting 20-ft lenses ~ let the famous faces go about their everyday business without much fanfare.  Oh look, Robert Downey Jr. is having a coffee.  Cool.  But unless you’re Suri’s … Continue reading

This American Life

I have a white picket fence. It was never my dream possession or longed for house perimeter.  It just happened to be around my yard when I moved in to my Los Angeles home. Further setting me apart from the symbolic American norm is that what I love most about the fence is its lack … Continue reading