Six Generations of First Born Women

It's like a bad dream, 6:30pm and I'm late again. It's the third time today. Twice the T exacerbated the problem. What a bummer when you can't count on public transportation to get you where you are going. (This was written in the days before terrorist attacks on subways and buses were common.... Sign in to see full entry.

Today was a test that stretched my resources. College Admissions Departments are just slightly gussied up sales divisions. My title, Dean of Admissions, means I'm the top sales woman - this is an Art school mind you, so I spend most of my time trying to convince reluctant parents that letting their... Sign in to see full entry.

"Sex is like eating, love is like Art, you have to create it." RG said that to me today. It lifted my spirits as I've been struggling with this letter to my mother, trying to get somewhere with her. Trying to crack the veneer of our relationship so it seems more real, for both of us. Here goes... Sign in to see full entry.

It is impossible to know ANYTHING! There is some relief in being able to say this. It then makes it possible to do anything you want, try anything, as there is no "Right Way." Nothing is concrete. Nothing is written in stone. Just when you think you are beginning to see yourself, when you think you... Sign in to see full entry.

Last night, cold rain, RG and I went running around 10 p.m. If someone had told me two years ago that on a cold, rainy night in November 1985 I'd be wearing a pair of NIKE'S, running three miles up and down the hills of Dorchester, I would've answered "when Hell freezes over". Nothing is impossible.... Sign in to see full entry.