When I was around four years old, I thought my dad could do anything. He taught me how to tie my shoes, how to say my prayers, and how to, instead of stick figures, draw a person’s profile. I thought my mother could do anything, too. When she knitted me a little hat, I told her she should make 100 and we could sell them. When she made me a vest from an upholstery fabric remnant, I said the same … [Read More...]
Hey! Check out the Baltimore Fishbowl. Thanks to the wonderful Betsy Boyd for airing "Mrs. Klingle’s Underwear”.
While growing up, my sister and I watched endless reruns of Bewitched, I Dream of Jeannie, and That Girl and then took turns pretending to be the lead characters. While Marlo Thomas had, hands down, the best wardrobe, it was way cooler to be Samantha or Jeannie because they were magic. But given that Samantha was married to dweeby Darren, Jeannie was the best. She had a handsome boyfriend, lived where it was always warm and sunny, could … [Read More...]