Category Archives: Suburbia
Gas Stoves- Whats Cooking?
The reactionary gasbags are at it again. With great indignation they are whining “First the Feds came for our guns. Next, they came for our God. Now they are coming for our gas stoves! Holy Rachel Ray! Chill out. Can’t
Gas Stoves- Whats Cooking?
The reactionary gasbags are at it again. With great indignation they are whining “First the Feds came for our guns. Next, they came for our God. Now they are coming for our gas stoves! Holy Rachel Ray! Chill out. Can’t
A Birthday Tribute to my Beach Loving Mother Betty
I got my deep love of the water and the beach from my beloved mother Betty. Born in Brooklyn on Bastille Day, her lifelong enthusiasm for the sand and surf was deeply infectious and I caught the beach bug very
A Birthday Tribute to my Beach Loving Mother Betty
I got my deep love of the water and the beach from my beloved mother Betty. Born in Brooklyn on Bastille Day, her lifelong enthusiasm for the sand and surf was deeply infectious and I caught the beach bug very
Freeing Myself From Independence Day This Year
Once upon a time, I looked forward to celebrating July 4th. Wearing a cardboard Uncle Sam hat, and waving the stars and stripes as I waited greedily for the next hot off-the-grill All-American hot dog, I felt proud to be
Freeing Myself From Independence Day This Year
Once upon a time, I looked forward to celebrating July 4th. Wearing a cardboard Uncle Sam hat, and waving the stars and stripes as I waited greedily for the next hot off-the-grill All-American hot dog, I felt proud to be
My Own Grey Gardens
Late last Monday, my American Dream was auctioned off. On the cold granite steps in front of town hall, my house of twenty-one years was sold in a foreclosure sale. As the late afternoon sun cast a golden haze on
My Own Grey Gardens
Late last Monday, my American Dream was auctioned off. On the cold granite steps in front of town hall, my house of twenty-one years was sold in a foreclosure sale. As the late afternoon sun cast a golden haze on
House Under Water
In another installment of Sally’s Sob Story…. Today’s episode: “House Under Water.” When we last left our heroine, many thought she has successfully outrun the cruel sheriff in foreclosing her beloved home and that was all far behind her. Some
House Under Water
In another installment of Sally’s Sob Story…. Today’s episode: “House Under Water.” When we last left our heroine, many thought she has successfully outrun the cruel sheriff in foreclosing her beloved home and that was all far behind her. Some
Why Dogs Rule
Today it’s all about the dogs. In honor of Betty White’s 100th birthday today, I share a wonderful world that once lived in my young imagination, a world I think that she would support wholeheartedly- I called it ArfLand a
Why Dogs Rule
Today it’s all about the dogs. In honor of Betty White’s 100th birthday today, I share a wonderful world that once lived in my young imagination, a world I think that she would support wholeheartedly- I called it ArfLand a
My Not So Secret Christmas Story
To all who celebrate today, whatever you celebrate, in whatever way you choose to celebrate… I celebrate you! Thank you for taking the time to read my words, and hear my voice among the cacophony of voices out there. At
My Not So Secret Christmas Story
To all who celebrate today, whatever you celebrate, in whatever way you choose to celebrate… I celebrate you! Thank you for taking the time to read my words, and hear my voice among the cacophony of voices out there. At
Ms Magazine – Pushed to Be Betty Draper I Was Always More Like Don
After Ms Magazine ran a piece on me as an artist a few months ago, I switched gears and decided to pitch them a story about my Mad Men-like childhood where I was more Don Draper than his wife Betty.
Ms Magazine – Pushed to Be Betty Draper I Was Always More Like Don
After Ms Magazine ran a piece on me as an artist a few months ago, I switched gears and decided to pitch them a story about my Mad Men-like childhood where I was more Don Draper than his wife Betty.
Hello From the Long Goodbye
Donald Trump may have abandoned the world of blogging but despite my recent absence, I have not. My attention has been shifted momentarily out of necessity because of my soon-to-be move to a new home but my heart remains
Hello From the Long Goodbye
Donald Trump may have abandoned the world of blogging but despite my recent absence, I have not. My attention has been shifted momentarily out of necessity because of my soon-to-be move to a new home but my heart remains
Pesticides Belong- to the Fun of Living!
Mid-Century America was the golden age of pesticides and it was love at first sight. Any thoughts about Earth Day and the environment lay far in the future. Thousands of new chemicals were put to use in new and amazing
Pesticides Belong- to the Fun of Living!
Mid-Century America was the golden age of pesticides and it was love at first sight. Any thoughts about Earth Day and the environment lay far in the future. Thousands of new chemicals were put to use in new and amazing
Envisioning The American Dream 