Saturday, May 24, 2008


I don't often get on my political soapbox, but recent events have forced me to.

Let me be blunt: initially, I supported Hillary Clinton in her Presidential quest. However, in this long and bitter campaign, she lost my vote a long time ago. Now, after her remarks regarding RFK and his awful death, it only reinforces my decision.

I have tried, for the life of me, to understand why she would say such a thing. I just don't. And her "non-apology" is even worse.

Don't get me started on RFK. I loved him. I will never forget the day he died. My beloved grandmother was inconsolable. She loved RFK and the Kennedy family just as much as I did.

For Hillary to even think such a thing, that's bad enough.

But to say it.

I wish she would resign as my Senator and just quietly go away. I love the Big Dog, he was a great President, and while the thought of him being the First Man is delicious, this recent "gaffe" is too, too much.

My mother said it best: Hillary has dug her own grave. Now let her lie in it.

Monday, May 19, 2008

That Magic Moment

Mother's Day seems an eternity. Between writing, querying, life, kids, and all that other crap, I barely know which end is up.

And then it all comes into focus today. What I'm doing, or trying to do. And who I'm doing it for.

No, not the last super delegate telling me who's they're going to vote for.

I have a great phone conversation with a producer. I wasn't PJ the Mommy, I was PJ the writer of that great Showtime movie. We connected. And for twenty minutes I was firing on all cylinders, pitching, ducking and weaving, giving it my best shot, and them giving it right back to me in a positive way.

And the best part of it, the kids were home. All three of them, a rare treat, with boyfriends in tow, a rowdy group, and they started cooking diner. I come out of the office and they can tell by the way I'm dancing that it was a good phone gab. No, not just good, it was fantastic. And even if nothing comes of it, for that time, my time, it felt wonderful. It felt normal. It felt like this is what it's supposed to be.

Just me...PJ.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Mother's Day

I was talking with a friend and yes, the subject of kids came up. I have a very strong maternal instinct. I love my kids, I would die for my kids, I would take a bullet for them in a heartbeat. There is nothing I would not do for them. And I think they pretty well know it.

So yeah, I guess that makes me a Mother. And proud of it!