ARE WE THERE YET?
When I was a little girl, Sunday was family day. We would attend church in the morning. Then, we would gather for the traditional Sunday...
FREE TO BE ME
Recently, I went a preview screening of the upcoming film, POMS, starring Diane Keaton. I have to say that I laughed so hard I was...
COMING FULL CIRCLE
We made it! We’ve entered a new year full of hopes and dreams. With that, I wish everyone a very happy, healthy, joyous and prosperous...
PURGING THE PAST
Growing up in an Italian-American household, I was surrounded by the three Italian Mamas, my mother, my aunt and my grandmother, who were...
LAYING FAMILY FEUDS TO REST
I grew up in an Italian-American family in Brooklyn, NY. We were ten dysfunctional people all squeezed into three tiny apartments under...
HOW MUCH IS YOUR “TWO CENTS” WORTH?
About two weeks ago, I received a residual check in the mail for a TV show I did in 2007. This time, I just laughed with the amount and...
KNOWING WHEN TO SAY “NO”
As a kid growing up in an Italian-American family and attending Catholic school, the word “no” was not an option. I had to do what I was...
FORGIVE AND FORGET
Growing up in an Italian-American family, there was a key phrase, “I can forgive; but I can’t forget”. This was especially true of my...
JUDGING A BOOK BY ITS COVER
How often do we misread people? Or better yet, how often do people misread us? I think a lot depends the lens we use to look at things.
DIVING INTO THE DEEP END
I don’t want to look back on my life and think ‘I should have’. I’ve had this attitude since I was a child. My Italian-American...
