February 01st, 2014

Like working moms everywhere, I have felt that constant struggle to find balance – the elusive, perfect ratio of time away from the kids versus financial gain. I had the ridiculous notion that if I could only achieve that equilibrium, I’d experience a zen-like ability to cope with all incoming issues, demands, and needs without…

November 01st, 2012

Books. My mom was a voracious reader; reading was her fix. Escaping from three rambunctious kids, she would stay up late into the night her nose in a book. And as her tag-along kid I went to the library with her every week as she’d re-stock her supply. That was in the early 70s. Today,…

September 12th, 2012

I’m looking at my calendar and am perplexed that it’s September. Somehow we’ve had an entire summer – a summer that was lost to me amidst dirt and grime and boxes and bills. Looking back a few months I see that we moved into our new house on April 27th … ah, spring … a…

July 02nd, 2012

Here’s a Hollywood Story – kind of.  I’m at the opening for a new Umami Burger (if you don’t know what that is, there is a gaping hole in your culinary existence and I will keep you in my thoughts) with Nick Pitera (if you don’t know who that is, there is emptiness in your…

October 14th, 2011

Whenever I hit a prolonged creative stride, I find myself living in a state of both frenzy and pensiveness. It’s a strange dynamic, seemingly incongruent, but one I have embodied more than ever this year. The last six months have been all go, go, in my creative life. Once my littlest one turned 18-months, I…