This is my almost favorite story about my Aunt Toni. And yes, like Joe’s, we tend to have a bunch of Toni’s in our family. And while we’re at it, we might as well acknowledge that we also have a lot of Marina’s. As far as I know, Toni got started after Grandmom Terese named her daughter Toni – or its Italian equivalent. Then that Toni named her daughter Toni. And then the daughter she named Marina (and there it is!) named her daughter Toni. I don’t know how much further down this goes but I’m not apologizing because I Continue reading →
For the newest Zeccardi’s
A story for the Zeccardi’s and Williams children.
You need to know the good, the bad, the ugly and the just plain funny about your ancestors. So here’s a bit of that history that makes me laugh whenever I remember it. And it’s about your great-grandfather, Joe Zeccardi.
Now I know there are a lot of Joe Zeccardi’s in our family but you can’t blame your great-grandfather Joe for this sometimes confusing naming of everyone with that first name. Ask your great-cousin Louie about that.
It was started by Giuseppe, your great-great grandfather. Anyhow, Giuseppe translates as Joseph in English Continue reading →
Never wake a sleeping dog
It’s not my fault. Randy looked so cute sleeping next to me on his back, legs askew, tongue hanging out. Yep, only a face a mother could love and I do love him. So I put my hand gently on his head and gave him a small stroke. He woke up.
As always with Randy, upon immediately awakening, he looks confused, like he’s surprised to still find himself on earth. But given a minute to shake the cobwebs out of his head and he’s alert. He’s alert and looking at me to find out why I work him up.
My life is now more complete than ever
I saw Neil deGrasse Tyson last night at the PAC. He is the only man left on earth that I would have sex with. Oh god how I wish I understood more of the words coming out of his mouth. I don’t but he’s so excited about them that I so want to. Sigh. It’s like I’m a teenager all over again seeing Ricky Nelson on the Steel Pier in Atlantic City. Continue reading →
I am so old that…
My idea of a fun Saturday night is to get into bed with my iPad and read BBC British History Magazine while eating popcorn, surrounded by snoring dogs. Life is good.
Oh lord, save us all!
I was scanning the news on AOL last night – yes, AOL, I’m that old. And the news was either about someone who just died of the bubonic plague here in America, the flash flooding that killed so many children, then a story about a lady named Laura Sanchez carrying a $5700 purse in Paris.
So I turned off the news and started to play a game on my iPad. The world may be going to hell in a hand basket, but I don’t have to watch.
Little Joe was my puberty
I am decidedly unmusical. I can’t sing. I don’t listen to music. And, despite my mother’s best efforts in giving me piano lessons, I have absolutely no musical talent.
But the Bonanza theme… ah, the Bonanza theme. I bought the sheet music and learned to play it. I would then play and sing at the top of my lungs. Remembering that our living room was right on top of the store where mom and dad were trying to make a living for us, I have to hope that sound – like heat – travels up. If not, we may have Continue reading →
Everybody Loves Raymond…
I have been re-watching this show. I had forgotten how much I had grown up in that family. I actually think the writers must have been hiding in closets in my childhood family homes and just copied down the dialog they heard. Because, swear to god, some of the talking on the show came right from those houses.
And yes, for anyone who doubts it, the first thing every Italian mother will ask you when you enter her house is whether you are hungry and want something to eat. And there will always be something delicious on the stove ready Continue reading →
On a personal level
On a personal level, I like Lisa Murkowski. But she should be ashamed of herself for her vote on that Big Beautiful piece of crap she voted for in the senate. She could have made the difference but she chose to duck and hide and vote with the other lemmings… all following our democracy off the cliff.
So sad. She had a chance to do the right thing. As our schools are starved and health care eliminated for some of the most needy in our country, I have to wonder how she can hold her head up. How can she Continue reading →
In case you’re wondering
The Rs have won. The Ds no longer really exist. Want proof? Check out the NYC mayor’s race. The Ds are afraid that the person that won is too much a… DEMOCRAT! That’s right, folks. The Rs have the Ds even scared of their own platform. They are trying to hide under the skirt of the Rs and pretend they always did believe in what the moderate Rs believed in. Yep. Rs have pushed the Ds so far over the line that the Ds now use the Rs’ moderate platform as their platform. And even then they still feel scared Continue reading →