And the Moral to the Story Is…by Deb Jenny

Years ago I was friends with a woman I’ll call Sue. Sue and I met through our children, who were in pre-school together. As it turned out, we were on the same baby-breeding schedule, and our third children were due right around the same time. Sue’s daughter came a couple of weeks before mine, and I was pretty intimidated watching her hit the ground running, as if another little life…

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Relax Your What? by Deb Jenny

Sometimes I’m startled that I am as old as I am. Because despite the maturity that comes with age, I can’t help but occasionally revert back to juvenile middle-school behavior that I’d thought I’d outgrown. In my attempt to be mature and worldly, I enrolled several years ago in my first yoga class. I needed to learn how to chill out a little bit, and figured being in touch with…

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

So You Think You Can Dance? by Deb Jenny

I’m in a state of television deprivation. My favorite show–So You Think You Can Dance?–is over and I don’t know what to do with myself each Wednesday and Thursday night now. I’ve grown to miss judge Nigel Lithgoe–despite his mesmerizingly oversized dental caps–and his spot-on critiques of the dancing wunderkind contestants. And crazy judge Mary Murphy, once a staid, unassuming ballroom dance instructor and now a borderline wildwoman you could…

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

The Shameless Tabloid Lover in Me by Deb Jenny

I have a confession to make. I am slightly addicted to People Magazine. Well, that and US Magazine. I am inclined to slink away in shame at this admission, because I know that by actually enjoying reading these periodicals, I’m only feeding into the national Zeitgeist (or is it Volksgeist?!) into which we are currently plunged–the need for dish, gossip and mindless tidbits of information about people who we really…

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

The Joys of Storytime by Deb Jenny

When I was growing up there weren’t quite the infinite number of books available to the reading public that there are now. Granted there were the usual standbys, all the classics, of course. I devoured the Nancy Drew mysteries, the Little House on the Prairie series, the Little Women books, Anne of Green Gables, and such. Even during school there were those books that stuck with me: I adored the…

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Paris, je t’aime by Deb Jenny

And I do love Paris. Well, at least I think I do. I’ve only been there once, briefly. So I’m not sure if I’m in love with Paris, or in love with the idea of Paris. The Paris from books and films. The Paris I know intimately through others’ far more romantic experiences in that magical City of Lights. This summer, the movie that has claimed my imagination is Paris,…

Tuesday, August 7, 2007