As a happily married woman cruising through my mid-life crisis, I love any reason to throw a party. And a party that doesn’t require finding, screening, and securing a babysitter is even better! So when I found out that Super Bowl XLIV (which does NOT mean it’s sponsored by Louis Vuitton in any way) was…
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I ♥ Meryl
I was finally able to get a sneak peek of Cougar Town at http://abc.go.com/shows/cougar-town. Is it just me or has my beloved fellow coug Courteney Cox done something to her lips? They seem awfully chewy these days. I thought she was above all that. Maybe her BFF Jennifer talked her into it. But if she…
Facebook & Me
I am addicted to Facebook. I check it every morning, in between flipping pancakes and shouting “Hurry up kids! Breakfast is getting cold!” I leave my husband to pour the orange juice and mutter that I just need to check the morning news. In actuality, I’m checking the morning, midday, just before I have to…
New Year New Me
Growing up a Roman Catholic, I’ve always loved that feeling you get right after you step out of the confessional. 3 Our Fathers and 3 Hail Mary’s away from free at last, free at last, free at last! With my past transgressions absolved, I love that feeling of weightless and beginning anew. New Years Eve…
Wear Sunscreen
The record-breaking sunny weather of late has reminded me of Mary Schmich’s (Chicago Tribune) 1997 essay on “advice, like youth, is probably just wasted on the young” which was popularized when Baz Luhrmann set the words to the funky “Everybody’s Free (To Wear Sunscreen)” by Rozalla. Which, incidentally, is NOT available on iTunes in Canada….
Kiss My Butt
I don’t smoke (though I have, on occasion, inhaled) but I used to feel sorry for smokers. Shoo’ed out of airplanes and offices, then restaurants and bars, and pretty soon, all public places (for damn good reason, mind you!), they are forced to cluster where people are not, shielding their eyes from self-righteous “don’t you…
That which matters most, must never get in the way of what matters least
I have wanted to be a writer since I was 10. That shiny pink diary with the little padlock and teeny key my aunt gave me held my first romps with the creative written word. How I treasured those entries – the weather, the perceived injustices from my parents, my sisters, my so-called friends, what…
In sickness and in health
I’m sick. I have sweat pooling in my bra and goosebumps decorating my arm. I’ve been lying on the heated bathroom floor under a quilt for the past 2 hours and now smell like a locker room, part Mr. Clean, part sweat and body oils. I wince when I have to swallow my own saliva…
Hello World!
Hello world, I’m Lucie – a wife, mother, and daughter with 2 degrees, 3 kids and an out-of-date resume. I’ve been looking for a creative outlet to share my thoughts, issues, cravings, and ideas, and this is it! Hope you’ll come back and visit me again soon. Love Lucie
Love Lucie 