Tempting Fate With a Fork

On Monday, Tara came down with a cold. In retrospect, that’s not too surprising. Saturday, we spent several hours in a house chock full of little kids. I don’t even know how many there were. Eight? Ten? 100? It was a joint birthday party for Tara’s nephew and another kid, and turned out to beContinue reading “Tempting Fate With a Fork”

My Bark is Worse Than Your Bite

First, it was the belly dancer I lusted over. Now, Loretta Swit’s cousin – you know, the actress best known for her role as Major Margaret “Hot Lips” Houlihan on MASH – found a post where I had mentioned her. I was discussing my newly-discovered Polish heritage, and gave a shout-out to some famous PolishContinue reading “My Bark is Worse Than Your Bite”

Don’t Blame Me, I’m Polish!

A few days ago, I discovered a surprising – and heretofore unknown – truth about my heritage. It turns out I’m part Polish. How, exactly, did I arrive at this conclusion? It was right around the time my mom said, “Guess what? You’re part Polish!” To say this pronouncement caught me off guard is anContinue reading “Don’t Blame Me, I’m Polish!”