Tag Archive: suburban misfit mom

This Yiddisheh mama has a major confession to make. I’ve been holding this one in, so bear with me. It comes from a lifetime ago. You SAHM’s, like my Mrs., oh how I want to be you. Let me schmear (spread) some broad, sweeping caveats, loudly and clearly, that you, by far, have the single hardest job...  

My Mum is disappointed. In me. She’s disappointed in me. If you have ever been on the receiving end of anyone’s disappointment then you will know…it sucks! It’s a million times worse than anger, or the silent treatment. Give me a screaming argument any day – let’s get it all out in the open, cards...  

SUBURBAN. I’m new to suburban life. I fought it tooth and nail for 8 years, refusing to give up the high-priced vibrancy and convenience of walking to Brooklyn’s eclectic cafes and shops, its diverse playgrounds and schools, for the inevitable sameness of an affordable home in the ‘burbs. I had visions of Stepford Wives, high...  

Let’s be real…nobody goes into a marriage thinking they will one day be divorced. And while my pre-marriage relationship certainly had some bumps and hurdles, I never thought it would happen to me. But it did. And it effing SUCKED. When we landed back home after more than a decade of moving around, it was...  

  HEY YOU…. Yeah, you….the girl in the Lululemon, with your venti-soy-skinny-macchiato-with-two-Splendas in the car cup holder. You’re probably reading this article during car line…. in between responding to the PTA emails, confirming next week’s sleepover, and rescheduling the orthodontist appointment you double booked. I bet you’re psyched for your idyllic planned-down-to-the-minute winter break trip, am...