I’ll be catching up on work today after spending much of yesterday afternoon playing hooky at my mom’s care center, lounging on the spare bed in her room, sipping fizzy lemonade and popping M&Ms as we watched “Dial M for Murder” with Grace Kelly. Our first official “Hitchcock Movie Club” get-together was so much fun …
Over the weekend, I went on my first triple date since I was in high school, ending up at the same place where I’d worn my mint-green Gunne Sax prom dress in 1978: The Old Spaghetti Factory in Trolley Square. Only this time, the other four people at the table were much younger and more …
Since today is Groundhog Day, I can’t think of a more appropriate time to share the latest chapter in the emotional saga of my mother, Joy, aka Snowy Owl Woman. For the past four-and-a-half months, I’ve felt like Phil Connors in the movie “Groundhog Day,” reliving the same events over and over again, from carrying …