• Bridge Ladies

    Bridge Ladies Sometimes I think a meteor could strike the earth and wipe out mankind with the exception of my mother’s Bridge club — Roz, Bea, Bette, Rhoda, and Jackie — five Jewish octogenarians who continue to gather for lunch and Bridge on Mondays as they have for over fifty years. When I set out to learn about the women behind the matching outfits and accessories, I never expected to fall in love with them. This is the story of the ladies, their game, and most of all 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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