Tag Archives: I Married him Anyway

There’s a Jeff in the Driveway

Previous blog post: The City of Big Shoulder Pads When we last left Richard and Leslie… It had started to rain while Richard drove me home and parked in my parents’ driveway. As he leaned over to kiss me someone started wildly pounding on the passenger side window.  I looked up and saw Jeff’s face. The rest...
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The City of Big Shoulder Pads

The only thing keeping my Corkys from sliding out from underneath me was the combined width of the shoulder pads in my Norma Kamali blouse and winter coat ricochetting me between the retaining walls turning me into a human Weeble.

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Harriet’s Symphonette

Richard and Uncle D brought my father-in-law, Howard Leslie Korengold, aka Papa Howie, back home from Florida. He’s in good health (poo, poo, poo a million times) and is living in an apartment in a retirement community nearby. Did you catch that his middle name is “Leslie?” But wait! There’s more! My mother-in-law (may she rest...
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