The first time I was ever around babies longer than a lingering “ooh, ahh” in the park or standing in line at JC Penny’s was my freshman year in college when I lived blocks from my sister who at the time had just given birth to her second Aryan child. Hers were the first grandchildren [...]
Should I be this excited for the season premier of “Felicity” ?
St. Germain: Boulevard
Let me hit the snooze button seven times in the same hour.
Call my purse a “David Spade” bag.