A new musical has hit the stage in New York.  And get this… it’s about divorce, depression, and bedwetting.  More surprisingly, it is a raucous comedy.  Comedian and actress, Sarah Silverman, infamous for her comedy routines, spotlighting her very open attitudes and vibrant language about sex had written her memoir “The Bedwetter” in 2010.  

My children have each now collected a treasure trove of graduation experiences.  From nursery school through college x2!  I’m pretty sure there are more graduations in our future, but at this particular moment I am mighty proud -- just like Fred and Corey who shared their graduation pride over the last few days.  

For all those “smokers,” out there I need tips. After years of asking for a smoker for Mother’s Day, I finally got one.   I always understood my husband’s hesitancy in buying me a smoker. Anyone who knows me, knows I do not eat meat. But I do eat poultry and fish. And every summer when he opened up the bar-be-que, I just wanted to be able to smoke some turkey, chicken or fish.

Referring back to last’s week’s commentary in this space, we ventured to Boston, MA to attend the graduation ceremony of the “scribe” this past Friday at Northeastern University.

Do you believe that we've been visited by aliens? And I don't mean people from other countries on this planet but an extraterrestrial.     Pentagon officials speaking at the first public hearing on UFOs since the 1960s have shown previously classified footage of an unidentified aerial phenomenon (UAP), a split-second video of a metallic sphere zooming across the flight path of a military jet at hypersonic speeds. What exactly it could be remains a mystery. 

Last weekend my granddaughter Maggie graduated magna cum laude in Fine Arts from my alma mater, Syracuse University, and we were there to witness it.

Recently, I had a massage and I learned a lesson. The massage was nice. The message was significant.As the massage started, I found myself thinking about what the therapist would do next.

Sometimes a play can make you appreciate the important role theater can play in society. Last week I saw “How I Learned to Drive” on Broadway. The play by Paula Vogel first opened 25 years ago off-Broadway.  At the time it received a lot of publicity because it dealt openly with sexual abuse.  The car rides of a teen age girl and her uncle are presented with the necessary sensitivity and back story to make them very painful yet relatable.