Perspective

Perspective

  Hurrah! January marks the one-year anniversary of BH Mom, which has been part Show and Tell, part Bring and Brag and often an excuse to procrastinate. Deep down it’s…

Huck’s New Digs

Huck’s New Digs

  For days I’ve been coming up with excuses to not write about retiring my Quarter Horse Huckleberry. A month ago I decided it was time he went to pasture….

Goodbye Sweet Huck

Goodbye Sweet Huck

The hauler picked him up April 17th and even though he was still my horse, I wasn’t going to be feeding Huck carrots very often anymore. The fact is it…

1982 Beverly Hills High Reunion

1982 Beverly Hills High Reunion

  July 1982, Graduation Trip to Europe What is it about a high school reunion that is eerily reminiscent of a highway accident? Is it the mandatory slow down to…

When to Take Away the Car Keys

When to Take Away the Car Keys

My High School Kid passed his Behind-The-Wheel Drivers Test over five months ago and I still get clammy hands whenever he borrows the car so the last thing on my…

Motivated Mama Works Out

Motivated Mama Works Out

October, November and December are like the Bermuda Triangle of food. October means Halloween Kit-Kats and cavities. And isn’t November simply a synonym for Thanksgiving butterball turkeys and bowling ball…

Bereaved Moms Club

Bereaved Moms Club

Within my heart is the dream of Samantha, where she will always remain because she died May 10, 1995, before I delivered her. And because she was stillborn, I never…

Don’t Embarrass Me or Else Etiquette

Don’t Embarrass Me or Else Etiquette

My brother took the brunt of strict parenting so six years later, when I was born, my parents were either too bushed or had become too sensible to summon the…

Thank You for Bringing Your Own Bags

Thank You for Bringing Your Own Bags

Reading Barbara Kingsolver’s Animal, Vegetable, Miracle changed my attitude toward food and now I feel like I have a cheating heart if I shop anywhere other than Whole Foods Market.  Though…

Yom Kippur Lite

Yom Kippur Lite

This is a big weekend and I’m not talking Trojan Football. It’s Yom Kippur, which means I’ll be directed to “please rise” and to “please be seated” several dozen times…


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