Category: Mother of Invention

Like any contestant on Project Runway, my journey began at Mood. (Actually, I went into the many small wholesale shops in the high 30s and 40s first, but they just didn’t have what I needed.) In fact, it took a lot of searching at Mood, and a trip to the 4th floor, to find what […]

Complete silence.  That’s how I like to sleep.  No TV, music, talking, white noise.  Just silence.  My son, on the other hand, needs both the TV and music.  We called on his doctors for some “sound” advice.  They told me that the music he was listening to (a “bubblegum” rock CD) was not a good choice.  […]

Boys and shopping.  Two words that don’t easily go together.  For not the first time in my son’s young life, when I finally got him to the shoe store, his foot had grown a full size (or size and ½  – depending on the make of the shoe.)  How could this happen?  How did he […]

It’s the never ending battle against clutter. In this corner – a plethora of Xbox game disks that never seem to find their way back into their case, let alone back on the shelf. And in this corner – Mother of Invention. I took some inspiration from clever ideas to store 45 rpm records. Yes, […]