>I’m basically a failure at Parents’ Night. I don’t know why I get on my stepdaughters to pay attention in class when I can’t listen to a single one of their teachers drone on for even ten minutes. Instead, I sit in my desk doodling on the syllabus or better yet, staring at the other […]
September 12, 2006
>It is time. Time to photocopy all (er, almost all) of my Nashville Scene columns and bring them home to my mother. “I’m glad you’re bringing them,” she told me on the phone yesterday. “But I’ll just bet I could go online and find them myself!” “No, Mom, you couldn’t!” I said quickly. “It’s like, […]
September 7, 2006
I’m watching my stepdaughter scrimmage on the soccer field when a mom standing beside me asks, “Which one is yours?” “Number 28,” I say, smiling proudly. She takes a step back and gives me the once-over. “Oh. You’re the stepmom.” “Uh. Yeah,” I say. “And this one,” she says, pointing at my two-year-old, playing in […]
September 6, 2006
>I remember a time when a hot date night meant dinner and drinks at a swank see-and-be-seen restaurant. I’d pair a sexy dress with stiletto heels, add a little extra mascara and head out ready to wow the world (or at least, my husband) with my drop dead come-hitherness. Now, I fear the excitement of […]
September 5, 2006
>So I’m wearing a bit of a cleavage-baring top today (all right, now that I’m pregnant, my cleavage begins right beneath my collarbone and every freakin’ top is cleavage-baring) and every time I pick up Baby, she tries to stick her hand into the little gap created by my, um, cleavage. “I need to get […]
September 5, 2006
>I did it. I went to a baby pageant yesterday. You’ll have to wait for next week’s Nashville Scene column for the details, but I will say that this man was there, along with his brand new 2-year-old protege. And if the video doesn’t say it all, then I don’t know what does. [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLAXmTHvU44]
September 3, 2006
