1. not a soccer mom
    by definition, i’m a soccer mom. middle class. three kids. minivan. carpool, at a private school. after-school activities. basketball. dance. swimming. i pop an occasional xanax. i have a house in the suburbs. a park across the street. a nanny. the one thing about me that doesn’t scream soccer mom is, well, THE SOCCER. i hate it. [...]
    Filed in The Boy, the parenting | 13-Aug-08 | 52 comments
  2. soccer, hulks, and alfs…and ali gets serious about Britney
    so, i was going to talk to you about my Canada day yesterday…in which i spent 7 hours with my ass on a maple-leafed chair with a Tim Horton’s coffee in hand, watching my son play in a soccer tournament. all day. we officially owe my son $11. we told him that he’d get a dollar [...]
    Filed in The Boy, the fame, the ranting | 02-Jul-08 | 29 comments
  3. tuition well spent…and a race around the world
    what exactly ARE they teaching my son in school? i shell out $12,000 a year for him to bring THIS home to me… i have seen this problem before…thank you, SUPERBAD… anyone want to take a guess as to what it’s really SUPPOSED to be??? on fridays my friends and i have what’s known around here as “google [...]
    Filed in The Boy, The Celebs | 20-Jun-08 | 42 comments
  4. beast of burden. and the soccer field.
    it sure is a sweet face, isn’t it? well..that sweet face just got himself kicked out of his soccer practice. for reals. I’ve always told anyone that Josh is, by far, my easiest child. with Emily, there’s all the DRAMA. the politics. the too-old-for-her-size crap. (have i mentioned the makeup that my nanny bought for her???) with Isabella, [...]
    Filed in The Boy, The Family | 06-Jun-08 | 39 comments
  5. i promise not to quit my day job…
    i have officially been banned from the hair clippers. Josh’s hair was, once again, out of control. the sideburns. the sideburns! i couldn’t even see his ears anymore. and while it’s all well and good that he wants to look like this… (ps. i think Zac Efron is hot. i’ve been in denial about this for [...]
    Filed in The Boy | 07-Apr-08 | 26 comments
  6. a whole bunch of unrelated things. it’s how i’m rolling today.
    have any of you ever taken your empties back to MAC? i finished an eye shadow this morning and it was about to go under my bathroom counter to go and live with the 85,000 empty lipsticks, shadows, blushes i’ve been keeping and have never taken back (or thrown away either. hi, i’m ali. [...]
    Filed in The Boy, the Deep Thoughts, the mouths of babes | 02-Apr-08 | 21 comments
  7. a conversation
    scene: last night…7:00pm. we are in the bathroom, ironing Emily’s hair. Josh is pretending to put on lipstick in his batman pajamas…so i guess it evens out. ha. Josh: Mommy, Tyler’s cat has a rock in his wiener and so he has to pee out of his butt! Ali: not sure it works that way, Bud. [...]
    Filed in The Boy, The Family | 07-Feb-08 | 38 comments
  8. weekendables…also, i might be rainbow brite
    guess what we were doing at 10am on sunday morning?? if you guessed sitting around in pajamas drinking hot chocolate and playing the wii…you are officially dead to me. because, alas, we were not doing these things. any of them. we were digging ourselves out of six feet of snow* to get to our friends’ [...]
    Filed in The Boy, The Family, The Friends | 17-Dec-07 | 15 comments
  9. rock band road trip…and a coup cut!
    We are off to Montreal. We are leaving early this morning in anticipation of bad weather (not to mention bad behavior…my kids are beastly on road trips) the entire way there. i’m totally unprepared. I had planned to load-up my ipod with all kinds of new music and force the husband to listen to it…but instead, [...]
    Filed in The Boy, The Family | 23-Nov-07 | 18 comments
  10. on OTs and OCs…and a little Timmy love
    So, Josh’s teacher, Mrs. Sussman, called last night to give me a little Josh update. These calls, the ones about Josh, make me so nervous. Last year, his teachers used to call to tell us they didn’t think he liked school. and that he wasn’t really absorbing what they hoped he would. and that he [...]
    Filed in The Boy, the girl behind the screen | 30-Oct-07 | 31 comments
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