Thirty-four years ago, I was a first-time mother barely surviving my liberated effort to “do it all.” I moved frantically from long days as a newspaper reporter into long nights of a colicky baby, trying to prove myself perfect in both arenas. I wanted to quit the job, but I was fighting the voices of all my journalist friends who said if I quit my job I would NEVER. BE. HIRED. AGAIN. At least not as a reporter. […]
Essays and News
Do you feel inspired when you watch cooking shows? Boy, they make it look so easy don’t they? All of the processes that turn an ordinary meal into something spectacular are really dependent on who stirs, minces and sautés them. I wanted to see if I could make some truly remarkable meals using all the information and tricks I’d gathered while watching midday cooking, so I sat down and wrote out a menu that would not only embrace the four food groups, […]
For lunch today, I had leftovers I found in the back of my refrigerator. My kid had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Murray, though, had a gourmet meal that included organic lamb and quinoa. Oh, Murray is my dog.
When we first got Murray, we were advised to feed him food called “Diamond Naturals” (there’s also a dog food called “Solid Gold”, if diamonds aren’t fancy enough for your pooch) – so that’s what we feed him, […]
It’s been two years since my coronation at the 2016 Erma Bombeck Writers’ Workshop. When my daughter Julie and I returned home, I was motivated and ready to launch my new writing career. But there were a few obstacles and distractions as I tried to get started and stay focused:
First Obstacle. I had computer issues. I could turn it on, find my home page, send and receive emails, but that was about it. All other challenges met with defeat. […]
“Erma-titis.” I’ve got it. Bad.
It’s a total self-diagnosis. A few hundred people get it around this time of April, about every two years.
“I really can’t tell that you are excited…” — My husband
From the moment I started reading newspapers in the morning — so, basically, many moons ago — I’d always read Erma Bombeck’s column. When I was a local columnist, and a reader wrote that I reminded her of “a young Erma Bombeck,” my heart soared and my ego inflated! […]