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You Can’t Always Get WHat You Want

 

butch_cassidy_and_the_sundance_kid1My mother and I ride again. This morning to the Reform Temple of Westchester in Scarsdale where we will play Bridge with a group of women, followed by my giving a reading, followed by my mother stealing the show during the Q&A. Afterwards, I fully expect a shopping trip to the Westchester Mall where I will revert to my teenage self in the fitting rooms and have a melt down when she weighs in on what looks “flattering” or asks for the four millionth time why I have to wear black.

6 Responses

  1. Nothing looks flattering in a dressing room mirror. Maybe lighten up to…gray?

  2. Is Neiman Marcus still kicking it up there, or am I a decade or two too late? Separately, I received my signed copy of TBL today in the mail – rather quick, considering it was only last Saturday when I badgered my parents to go to your Westport reading in my place. Since then, my mother devoured the book and shipped it off to Switzerland. Can’t wait to start reading.

  3. As I have told my daughters’, you can get everything you want, you just can’t get it all at the same time.

  4. Some things change and some things don’t. Ever.

  5. You two sound like a great team. My daughter and I were pretty close, but now my daughter is changing into a boy. I hope my son and I can be as close as you and your mother. (He just turned 13, it is a difficult age no matter the gender.)

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