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.It’s that time of year when you might be wondering what to get that special agent, editor, or writer in your life. Here are some suggestions (Kindles not included):
For him
For her
Yes you can!
From the Hemingway collection
Victorian Writing Desk
Edith Wharton's Pocket Watch
Gives new meaning to boxed set
Pen Holder
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But I REALLY want a Kindle… preloaded with this.
took the bait. Just ordered a copy of the new Forest for the Trees and a copy of Food and Loathing, presents for two of my closest friends.
Didn’t a lot more thought go into the gift “For Her” than for the gift “For Him”??? lol
A friend of mine received twenty 60-minute writing time coupons from her family last Hanukkah. She could hand one over, and have a whole hour in the Cone of Silence, No “Mom!” Zone.
She admitted sometimes using them for naps, but that’s a part of the writing process, too. . . right?
Yes. No power comes from depleted batteries.
We’re so uncivilized in our fear-based military-industrial economy with its wage labor scarce removed from slave labor. We don’t make allowance for the taking of naps.
Holy crap! this is IT! this is what I want for xmas. I need coupons, writing time, naps and no one screaming MAAAAAAA! Is it really possible? If I could have it with a side helping of ‘no guilt’ that would be even awsome-er.
She said the guilt was a problem . . . but only for the first three. 🙂
I found this great invention called a door, but unfortunately it came with this thing called a handle.
love it.
Good one Deb!
I asked for a Kindle this year with a little shame in my heart. I have a month long trip to a foreign country planned and I really don’t want to have to give my first born child to detla airlines to cover my baggage fees.
It doesn’t count if you cheat in a foreign country RIGHT?
What happens on the road trip, stays on the road trip.
Really love that item in the “For Her” collection. I’d be willing to pay top dollar for that one. 🙂
He’s very nice, but I’d prefer something in a Mandy Patinkin or an Adam Baldwin . . . or maybe a Clancy Brown . . . ?
Oh, yeah! Maybe we could rotate them out — our Monthly Men? 🙂
But really, where would you put the stuffed bear?
you know one thing or two about us girls, Betsy – that “for her” is the top :))
Very festive font colours today, Betsy.
I want one of those penholders. Do they come personalized? You know, so you can choose who to impale – the pen is mightier than the sword, indeed.
Me too, Me too. So many possible impalees, so little time…
Looks to be a suitable place to store the poisoned pen.
love the penholder – you can find at this website – check out the knife holder
http://www.squidoo.com/bloody-funny-and-scary-gifts-for-everyone
I’d ask for Gabriel Byrne on the scooter…
Yes! Combo pack!
Would there be a discount?
Gabriel On a Scooter. I could write a book around that title!
even the container for the mad men box set makes me want to smoke. awwww, sweet zippo fumes, how i miss thee.
I can almost feel myself sucking in the smoke every time I watch. Love that show.
…followed by the snap of the top afterwards, done best one-handed. Memories, indeed.
i had a boyfriend who would flip it open and light it simultaneously by hitting it on the top of his denim clad thigh. rebel without a pause.
it’s been 40 years and I still love the aroma of a freshly lit cigarette. How I miss thee indeed.
I’m hoping for a Chia Obama. Like the commercial says, what better way to show my patriotism?
A lot of funny comments today! And I’m so embarrassed, but I don’t know who the man in the picture is. Apropos of nothing in particular, my brother has a terrific idea for a movie, and I’m going to write the screenplay! He already doesn’t like my interpretation of his vision, but so what, right? Because I’ve never written a screenplay and he’s hardly written anything. What have we got to lose! Yay!
that man says he’s fifty-seven years old and lost. holy god the writing on that last episode.
Yesterday I had my annual OB/GYN appt with a new doctor. She spent the entire invasion telling me how great her KIndle is — “You can download classics for free!! Now this will be a little cold …” — and how I should get one. Talk about your good times.
That’s just wrong on so many levels…
This should go under the heading “Never admit you’re a writer.” I should have said I pull copper wire for a living. Just think of what we could have discussed!
Whew.
Sounds more like aversion therapy to me . . .
*she spent the entire invasion* — love that phrase, Teri. We (the women anyway) can all identify with that!
Yes ma’am.
I NEED that pen holder.
Bonnie, I didn’t know who the man was either–he’s kind of cute whoever he is. I’ll take the Edith Wharton pocket watch–my WIP has all kinds of Edith Wharton references in it so it might be a good luck charm.
Ooh, I love stories with references!
Gabriel Byrne, yes please!
Will be doling out Lifesaver Books for the holiday. Not actual books with pages that help save lives(!) More like the candy kind that you thought were lame when you got them in gift exchanges at school.