Memory is the diary that we carry about with us.
-Oscar Wilde

Peace Love Dirt

by lesliedinaberg on June 25, 2010

Welcoming summer at Live Oak Music Festival The salty smell of Coppertone. A colorful explosion of tie-dyed t-shirts and low-backed beach chairs. A cacophony of live music out in the sun and under the stars. That first sip of an ice cold Cadillac Margarita where the sweet kiss of Grand Marnier meets the sour tang […]

Suck it Up Buttercup

by lesliedinaberg on June 18, 2010

I had one of those yowza, take-a-deep-breath-and-try-not-to-cry parental moments the other day with my son. We were talking about the school talent show, of all things. He had originally planned to form a band with a group of his buddies but all of their “rehearsals” had deteriorated into impromptu soccer games and water fights, so […]

Gored by the Truth

by lesliedinaberg on June 11, 2010

“Marriage has no guarantees. If that’s what you’re looking for, go live with a car battery.” — Erma Bombeck I was shocked and sad when I heard about the toppling of Tipper and Al Gore‘s marriage. Talk about an inconvenient truth. With all of the fawning and fanning and cyber-ink devoted to Barack and Michelle […]

Taking the voluntary out of volunteering

by lesliedinaberg on June 4, 2010

My son’s going into sixth grade and I’ve only missed a handful of class parties, PTA meetings, and field trips, all for very good reasons, documented in my guilt archives for posterity. I definitely don’t need to be forced to volunteer for anything; in fact, my husband tries to force my raised-hand down on a […]