I was just reading some new entries over at Jewcy.com (oh, to be young and smart again) and I seriously laughed out loud (see--I didn't even type lol, I typed the words out all the way--that's just how funny it was). Back and forth entries between Elizabeth Wurtzel (she wrote Prozac Nation among others) and Ben Karlin (he of The Daily Show fame and now working on three cool new HBO shows (oooh, should I type out Home Box Office just to illustrate how much in esteem I place the network?) and also a new funny book about failed relationships). Wow--that was a lot of parenthentical information. And, according to my computer's red underlining feature, I have spelled parenthentical incorrectly, but I'm feeling too lazy to click on the spell check button to correct. Wow! how lazy must I be do not even want to highlight and click! It's not like I have to actually get off my ass and find a dictionary!

But I digress. Anyway, I love these funny, clever, smart people and their writing and I imagine them being all cool and smart and clever living in NY (one even lives in Fort Greene, Brooklyn where I lived 20 years ago after college--and it wasn't cool then--I guess I am pre-cool). Can suburban, Jewish moms be funny? Let me narrow it down even more--can we be funny without the subject being our kids or our husbands or other mom type things (although Wurtzel was funny when writing about her lust for a Birkin bag which I can totally identify with!)

hmmm, maybe I should just blog more. But, I tend to think of great blog topics while driving my car (which is where I am most of the day). They should really invent some sort of brain-to-blog device. I can't tell you how many funny, clever, smart entries I have THOUGHT of, that I then forget about when I am home and have access to my computer.

Oh well. Gotta go finish making salmon croquettes. This is how lame I actually am--tomorrow is Grandparent's Day at my son's school. My in-laws are going (very nice of them to schlep in just to sit and watch him learn). But, they will all have lunch together and I am feeling compelled to make a kinda fancy lunch for my son to show them what an awesome mom I am. My husband just rolled his eyes and commented that yes, they would have thought I was horrible if I had sent him with an egg salad sandwich. Okay--I know it's ridiculous. But, is that stopping me from doing it anyway? No. The kid's going to have the best lunch of his school career tomorrow.