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And the Emmy Goes To…
David and I got into the car, fastened our seatbelts, and just sat there for a second. I turned in my seat to meet David’s eyes. We stared at each other in silence, allowing the surreality
15
Jul
Jul
Sibling Soirée
It’s a rare treat for me to get to spend time with all of my sisters at once. And even rarer and more enjoyable to have all of my sisters, and all of their husbands, minus
23
May
May
Birthday Boil
We were using the mirror on the wall to take a group selfie when Brisa, the spa director, arrived with the mimosas. Brisa handed me, Jane, and Heather our drinks and had just turned to hand
23
Apr
Apr
Lord of the Prize
Simon had to turn sideways in order to fit the freakish creature through the front door of my mother’s house. All the kids were in the backyard, so Simon — my sister Jane’s husband — swiftly
9
Apr
Apr
Before picture phones (Cheech ,sans Chong, and Barb party)
David sighed as I asked him to scoot out of the way a third time so I could remove another drawer from the chest by the bookshelf in the tiny office we share. “Are you
6
Nov
Nov
Toxic Fairy
Jenny, my wittiest sister, recently discovered a new app for her iPhone that has made group-texting with my sisters far more interesting. Though Heather and I benefit from the potentially endless supply of hilarity, the app
26
Jun
Jun
Pomp and Resistance
It had been cold and cloudy when I’d dressed that morning, and the commencement ceremony wasn’t scheduled to begin until 4:30 p.m.; it never occurred to me that I might find myself trapped for over three
29
May
May
Menless
My sisters and I stared at the illustrations on the side of the box, and passed the deceptively light metal tank around as we each took our turn trying to make it work. “Careful, it might
29
Apr
Apr
Big Sisters, little sisters
My sister and I clinked glasses filled with chilled wine (hers a straw-colored chardonnay, mine a blushing rosé) and then leaned back in our chairs with stoned smiles. My eyes wandered the expanse of Jane’s mane
10
Apr
Apr
Worth the Wait
I doubted the man of the hour (or century, if you consider we were celebrating his 90th birthday) remembered me. I’d met David’s great-uncle, the Hungarian pianist Béla Síki, only once before, nearly a decade ago
12
Mar
Mar
