I have a three year old son, so I have become pretty well-versed in Superheros. I have found I much prefer them over my daughter’s Princess’. When I saw the trailer for “Confessions of a Superhero” my heart lept with anticipation. According to all the reviews I could find, it is supposed to be touching […]

I have been following McSweeney’s Lists for a while now. If you have a slightly tweaked sense of humor, fine-tuned by public radio, 70’s sitcoms and your everyday existence, then you will love these lists. But, if you are just a normal person, with normal sensibilities, here is a link to CBS’s Fall Lineup. This […]

It worked! My “Vain Confession from Me, Suzanne Broughton” rant worked! Check this out:

Steve Martin once said, “Talking about music, is like dancing about architecture.” Which I totally agree with, but I do think that slamming bad music is completely acceptable…. The website Blender has collected, what I think, is a pretty accurate list of “The 50 Worst Songs Ever.” Who could argue that “Dancing On The Ceiling” […]

This morning when I walked into my closet I wondered to myself, who bought these clothes? It certainly wasn’t me. I don’t want to wear any of them. This long jean skirt was obviously purchased by a sixty-five year old women. (Does that say,”LL Bean?”) And isn’t this the shirt I used to wear when […]

I have a very vain confession to make–recently I have become kind of obsessed with becoming the most famous Suzanne Broughton. According to Google, I am not. I am the first Suzanne Broughton to come up in a search, from a photo of me and Larry when he won Ernst & Young Entrepreneur of the […]

I love Nora Ephron. She’s an aclaimed screenwriter (When Harry Met Sally, Sleepless in Seattle, You’ve Got Mail and Silkwood), essayist and author. Her novel, Heartburn, an autobiography about her messy divorce, was turned into a movie with Meryl Streep playing the part of her. Please watch this clip of Nora’s clever speech at the […]

We just finished dog-sitting Aaron’s dog Kaya. Aaron went on a 10 day tromp through Prague, Austria and Germany, only to return to find what I had done to his (what I believe is) lack-of-female-influence dog. Poor girl needed to get dolled up a little. (notice the mani-pedi) Pretty sure he won’t ever let us […]