Recently, a friend (okay, my therapist), told me about this group called Mom’s Club. It’s a national organization that has chapters in literally every neighborhood and it’s for stay at home moms; they have playgroups, mom’s night out, activities, etc. Baby-Ko and I already go to a very popular Mommy & Me class every week (more on this one later for sure), but I thought it might be nice to get to know some other moms in my neighborhood since many of my baby-mama friend’s live on the Westside (lucky bitches).
But this morning I started to have doubts about wanting to commit to something else, let alone a “Club.” ...Read More
Everyone always warns you that when you have babies your sex life goes down the tubes and pretty much ceases to exist. And while I normally wouldn’t discuss our sex life with anyone, let alone millions of strangers on the internet (okay fine, just my sister who is the only person I know reading this), something happened to us last weekend that made me understand that warning that our friends heeded….
T-Ko had gotten us, and a bunch of friends, tickets to go to the Dodgers game at the Coliseum marking their 60th anniversary in Los Angeles. We both grew up in L.A. rooting for Dodger blue so we were both ...Read More
As I was searching through Baby-Ko’s book shelf today, trying to find something to read to him other than Goodnight Moon and US Weekly (shut up, he loves it), I stumbled upon a series of Jewish Books for children that someone gave to him at his bris (as if he really felt like reading that day). They’re called Sammy the Spider’s First _____ (Passover, Hanukkah, Sukkot, etc). Despite the fact that Purim was two weeks ago, I thought a little story about Queen Esther and Mordechai might be a bit more exciting than The Runaway-slit-my-wrists-crying-Bunny.
There are obviously reasons why Purim is an important holiday for the Jews, but ...Read More
I think it goes without saying that when you have a child, there is nothing you wouldn’t do to protect them… to keep them safe and out of harm’s way no matter what is your duty as a parent. I knew I had this lay-down-in-the-street-to-protect-my-child instinct, but I didn’t really know how sharp this skill was until the other night….
We decided to meet our good friends Charlie* and Sara* and their 13 month old at the Stand for an early Saturday night dinner. We figured the Stand, which is a Hot dog restaurant in the valley, would be easiest with the babies. (By the way, not kidding about early. ...Read More
The Oscars. Perhaps my favorite day of the entire year. Anyone who knows me well knows that I love the Academy Awards… That I watch them from top to bottom without missing a frame (literally, I want to hear every last bit of the dude who wins for Best Sound Mixing speech). I love the glitz. I love the glamour. I love the chips, dip and wine that I have grown accustomed to noshing on as I watch Ryan Seacrest ask retarded questions to celebrities that act like they just slipped on that Valentino dress without having a team of bitchy stylists help stuff them into their spanks.
Well, ...Read More
A few weeks ago a friend told me about this LIST that gets emailed out every day from this “Famous” mom here in the valley; We’ll call her LIST GOD. Almost every new mom I know, knows her or knows of her. She is like the Tony Sopranos of Moms… She is really tapped in to everyone, everything, and everywhere. Her list goes out via email to over 3000 moms and she posts everything on her list from pre-school information to designer jean sample sales to car seat recalls to nanny leads. The list is fantastic and is very LA: probably read by other yentas like myself, ...Read More
So a few weeks ago, I get this email (via Facebook) from JC, a guy I went to high school with. We were in Drama together- I was THE drama girl and he was THE drama TECHIE. A very big difference in my opinion. It’s like the quarterback and the mascot. Two people on opposite ends of the social spectrum. Not that I was so popular that I was untouchable, but let’s just say he and I were not friends. So anyway, I get this email from him. He says that he found me on Facebook and had been looking for me for years and how happy he ...Read More
I began taking a very popular prenatal yoga class in Los Angeles when I was 10 weeks pregnant. They’re definitely a chant-y, spiritual, almost voo-doo kind of bunch, but I love it and am now (35 weeks) addicted. When I was about 15 weeks pregnant, I attended a class that I will almost certainly never forget. The teacher was this gorgeous, tall, Croatian woman. She just exuded positivity and grace. She told us about her all natural home birthing experiences (By the way, when I think of “home births,” I picture all those freaks from “Real Sex” on HBO that go to those sex communes where they all hug and ...Read More
Now that I’m 33 Weeks Pregnant (that’s almost 8 1/2 months for you non-pregnant minded people out there), I have come to terms with my “range” of emotions. By “range,” I mean crying and by “emotions” I of course mean HORMONES. Early on in my pregnancy, I waited for these so-called hormones to kick in. I wasn’t overly emotional or bitchy (T-Ko might disagree), and I reveled in the fact that I would be “normal” and not be one of those loony pregnant chicks we see in the movies.
HA.
It was a glorious, 73 degrees, gray skies (smog) , and bumper-to-bumper traffic on the 101 as I ...Read More
I have a list. An important list. A list that has taken years to compile. In fact, I would have been pretty comfortable setting it in stone, but after my dream the other night, I’ve come to the tough realization that throughout the years, the list will change. More importantly: This list will NEVER come to fruition.
Like most happily married couples, my husband and I have created A LIST…. We each have a list of 5 celebrities that we would be allowed to sleep with SHOULD we have the rare and unlikely opportunity to do so. I think it’s safe to say that I’ll never have to whip an ...Read More