The ultimate destination for uptown New Orleans girls out on a Saturday night was the Butterfly. It’s a spot on the Mississippi River, at the edge of Audubon Park, where we could watch the barges navigate through the waterway’s infamous currents and twists. There always seemed to be a sweet breeze coming off the water, Read More
Hot Firefighter Husband has gained seven stubborn pounds, and boy, has it been bugging him. He has cut back calories and done extra cardio with no success. It’s like the scale is stuck, but just for him. I have been smiling smugly at him, like, Welcome to my world, dude. My whole life could have Read More
Remember when I went to the BlogHer convention a couple of weeks ago? You may remember it as the time I went to New York City and came home with a free glass vibrator. Well. While I was there, Yahoo’s newest venture, Shine!, asked me to do a video about how I’ve reinvented myself. I Read More
There has been a preponderance of WTF! photo opportunities lately, but I’ve politely declined to show you images of the hair clips in the (uncleaned) toilet or the congealing glasses of milk that sat on the Diva’s desk for a week before being sniffed out. And whew, boy, do I ever mean sniffed out. Like, Read More
Here’s what I’ve been Googling recently: -”caribbean relocation information” -”belize real estate” -”best island relocation place” -”Caribbean education system” -”find a literary agent” -”lady gaga pictures” -”Costa Rica villa for sale” “I’m sorry I haven’t been happy,” I told Hot Firefighter Husband in bed last night. We were watching The Daily Show. I was wearing Read More
Undercooked brownies rest like sludge in the belly. The Pterodactyl has secured an old microwave popcorn bag, taped it up and put a slit in the side. It’s where he keeps his growing collection of Lady Gaga pictures. The Tyrant put a stick of butter in her lunch box this morning and pronounced it, “breakfast.” Read More
Dear Tricia is an occasional series in which I try to enlighten Generous Readers about dumb issues. Dear Tricia, On a recent business trip, I found myself not missing my children. Does this make me a bad mother? Signed, Marinating in guilt Dear Marinating, Well, that depends. Which part did you not miss the most? Read More
See this picture? That’s what I was doing last night while Hot Firefighter Husband was watching the Nancy Drew movie starring Emma Roberts with the kids. Because he is home being my wife while I am in NEW YORK CITY BEING A FAMOUS UP AND COMING WRITER! HOW FUCKING COOL IS THAT? Okay, I’m actually Read More
In light of the growing evidence that cat germs lead to schizophrenia, the Diva has expanded our family with a hermit crab instead. Two hermit crabs, in fact, because we worried about just the one getting lonely. They don’t breed, do they? It seems like any conjugal visiting would require them to be together in Read More
The Diva has learned to surf. She’s always been a bit of a fish, particularly in the pool. But this summer, she has become a beach girl. She dives in and out of the waves and frolics in the tidal pools, and has an eye for shark teeth. Then last month, she attended surf camp, Read More
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