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MY DEAR DEER UPDATE WITH DEER TIPS

The fawns scamper across my backyard like teenagers off to a pep rally. Despite a few scares–days when I didn’t see the emaciated-looking mom in my yard–Mama deer has been here too. But I’m still concerned about her. After I wrote “Oh Dear, My Deer” about how worried I was for …

OH DEAR, MY DEER

A year ago, I woke up and peered into my backyard and saw a mother deer and what appeared to be her two newborns clustered behind my azalea bushes. The young ones were trying to stand but then they would collapse, their spindly legs unable to support them. By afternoon, …

IN SEARCH OF GRIEF

Grief: keen mental suffering or distress over affliction or loss; sharp sorrow; painful regret. At the cemetery, my sister and brother stand teary over our mother’s coffin with their arms around each other’s backs. Dry-eyed, I step up next to them, completing our sibling trio. Yet we are two plus one, a double and a single, a duet and a solo. After …

CAN YOU HELP MY MOM EXPRESS HERSELF?

Only eight weeks ago, I was on a half-hour bike ride home, all uphill, when I called Mom for our daily shmooze. We caught up on political scandals, Sarah Palin, literature, Oprah and Mom’s latest Bingo game. While we talked, mounting the hill was effortless. Shortly after that, her doctor determined …

ANTIDOTE TO WORRY: HOBOGIES

Hobogies-add oil, vinegar, soy sauce, wrap in foil and grill Welcome to my periodic series: Antidote to Worry (oh dear, is that now a commitment?), in which I highlight food I ate over the weekend. Consider it a “Worry Break,” as in one of my Tip Day tips. Plus, much …

ANTIDOTE TO WORRY

Bathtub buffet Bathtub snack: Ham, aged gouda, fresh multi-grain bread, spinach, arugula, mushrooms and strawberries. And to wash away any lingering woes, red wine from Chile. Before your bath, why not work out at your treadmill desk? Burning calories aren’t the only benefits! For more great ideas for bathtub buffets, try …

A MOTHER SURVIVES “SURVIVOR”

Unrelated Announcement, my new article: CAN SEPARATE BEDROOMS SAVE A MARRIAGE? Weigh In! It wasn’t like I had a choice when, at the breakfast table, my then-21-year-old daughter Eliza presented me with documents to sign. The whole family had to swear to confidentiality or the plan was off for her …

SHOULD I BE WORRIED ABOUT MY MEMORY?

Call me Ms Memory, given my recent article: 21 WAYS TO REMEMBER PRACTICALLY EVERYTHING! But last week I go upstairs before my dentist appointment to change into something cooler. I take off my sweats, brush my hair, and then head downstairs to get going on my bike. Halfway down the stairs, …

PHOTOPHOBIA*

Like me, does everyone become as frozen as Michelangelo’s David whenever they think of all their photographs fading in plastic bags, on sticky non-archival album pages, and loose in various boxes, chests and drawers? Not to mention all those out-of-control digital photographs? Recently I wrote a series of three articles for …

A Mother’s Tweetmares

Following one’s daughter on Twitter carries risks for a worrywart. Especially when that daughter tweets all day long. Last weekend my daughter (the tweeter) threw a birthday party for herself at a bar where I knew she would be surrounded by loads of friends. It never occurred to me anything …

HOW ANNOYING AM I? PART I

PART I: HOW ANNOYING AM I TO MY DAUGHTERS? Repeating myself “Mom, you’ve told me that ten times!” Asking too many questions Just after exchanging I love you’s and mwah’s at the end of a phone convo, suddenly a string of questions spills out of my mouth like bubbles from …

ADDICTED TO WORRY

Unrelated announcement: A MAGICAL USED COOKBOOK SHOP & A DIVINE COOKIE RECIPE I’m addicted to worry. Not long ago, I wrote a Huffington Post post, Worry Less: 10 Lessons From Cognitive Therapy, in which I advised, “Be aware that rumination and obsession are like drugs, in a bad way. They activate …

ADVICE FROM BURGLARS

RELATED ANNOUNCEMENT: SEE MY HOME GOES STRONG ARTICLE, 11 More Great Ways to Deter Break-Ins, Readers Speak Out. It was Christmastime. I was ten years old and playing on the adding machines in my father’s office. I walked down a narrow hallway to show the secretary my string of numbers. …

MY NEXT DOG

Unrelated announcement: See my daughter’s amazing appetizer recipes in my article: 7 EASY ELEGANT CROWD-PLEASING APPETIZERS. When I was a kid, I thought if only I could wear a suit of armour, I’d be safe from predators. Then, when I learned about conductivity, I gave up the idea, realizing I’d …

RESTAURANT RANT

Call me a curmudgeon, but so many things about restaurants irk me. Noise. I’m not likely to even patronize an esablishment that vibrates with double-digit decibels. Okay, the alliterative appeal forced me to exaggerate. Since 10 decibels=breathing, 15=rustling leaves, 20=whispers and mosquitoes, I could cope with up to 45 decibels, …

MY INNER CAVEWOMAN

Unlike me, my friend Eleanor never worries about the dark or anything else;  she’s more evolved than I am.  All my fears and worries I blame on my inner cavewoman, who is constantly on the lookout for danger. Fear of darkness (myctophobia) made sense 200,000 years before Thomas Edison came …

LETTER FROM BEIJING

Unrelated announcement: Worried about your waistline over the holidays?  See some great diet tips in my new Home Goes Strong post: Stock Your Kitchen to Reduce Your Waistline. When traveling, I experience this pull between what I feel like doing and what I think I ought to be doing.  In …

OF BRIDGES AND WINE GLASSES

Unrelated announcement: See my latest post on Home Goes Strong, “6 Household Ideas From China Make Life Easier & More Pleasurable.” Here’s how I don’t like to drink wine: from a wine glass with a long slender stem. I know this may sound silly, but I don’t get how a …

THINGS I CAN’T REMEMBER

I.  What to do if I encounter a bear II. What the difference is between biological and chemical terrorist attacks *All I remember is for one you go upstairs and for the other you go downstairs III. Less worrisome is that I can never remember the difference between the words …

ORGANIC SHMORGANIC

When I was in my twenties, I read a book (it may have been Looking for Mr. Goodbar) in which an overweight single woman discovers that the dietetic milkshakes she has been consuming daily for months are not dietetic at all abut are packed with like 1021 calories each. (I …

I’VE MET MY MATCH

Unrelated Announcement:  Check out my new post on Home Goes Strong, “You Don’t Have to Be Jewish to Make Great Chicken Soup” Oh My Lady Gaga, I’ve met my match!  Below is part of an email I just received from a dear old friend, whom I don’t see very often, …