The diffence between the firstborn and the second
Lucy:"When I grow up I want to be a teacher. And if I can't be a teacher I'll be the president."Bea:"I want to be an artist, because that's not really a job."

Let's get lost
So I haven't been blogging much of late, because I've been working LIKE A DOG and my kids were home a lot before the start of school and blahde blahde blah.Anyway, I went to Barcelona for a few days.It was fanTAStic.I stayed in a beautiful apartment in the gotic quarter. I ate an astonishing amount of meat. I drank good wine. I laughed a lot. I slept like the dead. I walked down beautiful streets sharing a banana kiwi smoothie with a friend like a big dork. I s

Dear week: No, you REALLY suck
I met Allison in 1993. She hired me to work at a sex magazine. She was tiny, with bright red hair. She spent all her time either applying lipstick or blotting it. She had a scooter. She was one of the darkest, funniest, most sardonic individuals I'd ever met. She loved Liz Phair and Tim Roth.We stayed friends after we both moved to NY. She sent cards to the girls even though she hardly ever saw them, because in the last few years the depression that she fought her whole life was winning the war.She took her life on Wednesday.I hate that her own brain chemistry betrayed her. I hate that she didn't get to accomplish all the things she was so capable of. I h