Posts Tagged ‘Luke’

I’m a terrible singer, and I’m sure if I took voice lessons, I would improve, but let’s be honest: I’m just this side of tone deaf, and I’m never going to make it on American Idol (also, because I am old. To wit: As I was writing this sentence, I pulled a six-inch-long grey hair [...]

I was folding clothes a few minutes ago, and was hit with an overwhelming feeling of wistful nostalgia, and maybe even loss. I came across  a pair of pajama pants that I had bought, with the matching robe, for my hospital stay when I had Cooper. As much as I enjoyed buying baby stuff while [...]

I could write a very “insightful” post about leaving the NY area after moving her three-and-a-half years ago with a duffel bag and $300, but I just don’t have it in me at the moment. It is weird though, that I came to Manhattan with my dog and said duffel bag, and now I’m leaving [...]

Me: You know what my goal is when I have this kid, right?
Luke: No, what?
Me: I want to make you cry.
Luke: Impossible.
Me: Oh, come on. You’re saying that you’re definitely not going to cry when you meet your son?
Luke: Not going to happen.
Me: I just want you to love baby as much as you apparently [...]