Posted by Paula on Apr 14th, 2010 Comments
It was only the second day back to school after Spring break, and
I overslept. I was told that the postage to ship my cds would be one
dollar and fifty-six cents, so I bought fifty, dollar stamps, and one
hundred, twenty eight cent stamps. Later I found out from the post
office that the postage would be one dollar and fifty-one cents. I
proudly made sixty copies of my beautiful Spring themed ping-pong
Posted by Paula on Apr 2nd, 2010 Comments
I was just talking to my high school math teacher on the phone. She
lives in Massachusetts, where I was raised. She says Obama is in
Framingham, That’s right beside my home town of Sudbury, and more
importantly, it’s just a stone’s throw away from Natick, where I
worked as a hostess at Bickford’s Pancake House.
What I wouldn’t give to greet President Obama with a stack...
Posted by Paula on Mar 30th, 2010 Comments
Consumer spending was up 0.3% in February, and guess what, that
was the month my daughter and I went backpacking in the mountains. I
spent a ton of money on equipment. Honestly, .15% of the increase may
have come from my trail mix investment alone. Hold your thanks. I
Spring break for my kids started officially today. Why do we have
Spring break? Isn’t it so that the children...
Posted by Paula on Mar 25th, 2010 Comments
My son plays cello in the orchestra in middle school, and he also
takes private drum lessons. My middle daughter, who I forgot to tell
you in my last piece, just turned sixteen, has played the violin for
seven years. And my oldest daughter took piano lesson for a couple of
years, and sang in the chorus at school for a year or two. Every time
I take one of them to a lesson at a music school I find a...
Posted by Paula on Mar 24th, 2010 Comments
Yesterday was my daughter Alley’s birthday. I’ve read a lot of
sappy Facebook postings by mothers, on their kids’ birthdays, about
how their lives changed when their little angels came into the world.
I’m happy for them. My daughter screamed for seven months. It changed
When I turned sixteen, all I felt was inadequate, because there
are so many songs about it. My lips...