Joys of Single Motherhood

I joined Match.com on the advice of a friend who met her truly wonderful husband on the site. I should add that she lives on another coast and that it may be easier to meet someone wonderful on that coast, but I digress. I paid my money, posted a photo and a long, humorous description of myself, my foibles, likes and dislikes, my magazine subscriptions and the books I've read most recently. Then I waited. I am still waiting. So far, I've had two responses from "favorites". Both wrote back to say that they'd already met someone. Years before, I had been a pioneer in the then-relatively new dating phenomenom known as "the personals". In those days, one wrote an earnest and perhaps somewhat clever note, enclosed a photo and sent it off to a post box number. I met a dozen nice guys and dated most of them, at least briefly. I even posted a personal ad that mentioned nude-sunbathing and my love of NBA basketball. I got 125 responses from a slew of men. Going...

Alice Waters is full of crap..organic crap I'm sure..but crap still. One of the things that has been rattling around in my brain for the past few weeks is a food piece in the Times Sunday Magazine that ran recently. The author, a frustrated mother calls in Waters to purge her pantry and fridge of "bad, unhealthy" foods. She may also have called her in because she didn't have any other better ideas for a feature but we'll never know. The author is self-indulgent enough and has time enough apparently, to worry about what her peers would think if they saw the type of foods she has been feeding her two teen boys. To me the lowest rung on the processed food chain is "Bagel Bites". She wasn't buying them Bagel Bites so after I'd realized that it all seemed like whining to me. Anyway, she called in Alice Waters who proceeded to purge her kitchen of all processed foods and then replace them all with exotic organic creations. The boys eat it up for the mo...