75 years ago today, President Franklin D. Roosevelt founded the National Foundation for Infantile Paralysis – himself a polio survivor.

Today it’s the March of Dimes. That name was coined in the late 1930s (a play on the contemporary newsreel series “The March of Time”)as the org encouraged children to donate a dime for their annual fundraiser.  Read more

I’m a big fan of birthdays. It’s a day to celebrate ME; where I feel special. Since the muppets adventurous arrival, they’ve taken on an even more important meaning. Read more

There is a scar on Destroy’s forehead.

It is the lasting result of a WATCH THIS experiment gone awry. (Or at least that’s the story they’re telling us. It very well could have been a curse rebounding upon the evil out to get him. I can assure you, Lilly Potter had nothing on my fierce determination to protect my million dollar miracle muppets. Miracles? Magic? Same thing.) Read more

They say age ain’t nothing but a number. But let’s face it – 60’s a pretty big number.

But I can’t imagine a world without my mom in it. Welcome to middle age mom. Here’s to another 60 years of people wanting to be you. And 60 reasons why. Read more

The Pixi Stix are here! (I’ve mentioned the muppets’ future prom dates before.)

And tonight I went to visit them, cooing, “Let me meet my future daughters-in-law” to the consternation of their doting father.

They are tiny and perfect and I love them. Read more

Dear Search and Destroy,

I’m shocked to admit it, but we’ve made it two years. As I write this, the clock has hit 1:32 p.m. You have been out in this world for two years.

Two at two. Nuts. Read more

Happy second birthday, Muppets. Read more

Several people have already inquired about the absence of a blog last night. PANIC! THE WORLD IS ENDING! (I paraphrase.)

As the party wrapped up, it became readily apparent that this was likely the coldest day in the Bay Area. Ever. Or, it may have been the 102-fever I was festively sporting. Jon sent me off to bed even before the muppets went down. My interweb privileges were revoked for fear of what I may write/text/email whilst delirious.

(Interestingly enough, this was not terribly far off from how I felt two years ago.) Read more

We’re a baseball family – bleeding Dodger blue and/or enjoying Green Collar baseball. (Different leagues. Don’t judge me.) But one of the muppets little friends had himself a San Jose Sharks hockey party today.

Now taking the ice: No. 2, Jackson Sawyer. Read more

GrampaStavo wanted a boy. I even had a name. I was going to be Daniel.

Then I was born. The nurse entered the waiting room; “You have a beautiful baby girl.” He was slightly disappointed. And then he met me. Read more