• Bridge Ladies

    Bridge Ladies When I set out to learn about my mother's bridge club, the Jewish octogenarians behind the matching outfits and accessories, I never expected to fall in love with them. This is the story of the ladies, their game, their gen, and the ragged path that led me back to my mother.
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As We Lie In Fields of Gold

First, I just want to say hey to all the haters out there who commented on today’s blog. I sometimes wonder why I spend so much time blogging; well today there is no doubt. To drag everyone down with me. Thank you, thank you.

Finally, I have a very special treat for you on Monday. My first guest blogger who will give you a round-up of the Oscars that will kill you. Nobody does it better. See you on the red carpet!

5 Responses

  1. I sometimes think that really negative people just have too much time on their hands, too much pressure weighing on their blood. Leaving nasty comments takes energy that I usually figure could be better spent elsewhere.

  2. But what to do with all my negativity if not for the web?

  3. Here’s irony. I just started working out like a fiend when I realized for some unknown reason, likely stress, that I was already losing weight rapidly and should make use of that. I just happened to follow a link to your site yesterday, realized you are the Betsy Lerner who wrote Forest for the Trees, which I recommend everywhere, and began reading just now the excerpts from Food and Loathing, which is perfect timing considering my odd predicament. How damn convenient. I am so happy to discover you have a blog.

  4. Hope it wasn’t me, drunk-posting again.

  5. bette davis gorgeous

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