Tag Archives: Dean

Remembering Joan Purvis

I first met my mother-in-law on paper. I was in a hospital in Colorado having just broken my back. She and Dean’s father, Ed, sent me a care package. I remember there was a teddy bear and a lovely card, … Continue reading


Date night: missing an arm

Dean and I had an impromptu date night this evening. Imagine that. My assistant, Jamie, needed to break up her usual afternoon hours, so we thought, hey, let’s have her come back in the evening and sit with Aidan for … Continue reading

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Babu’s birthday

We celebrated my mother’s birthday today. Get all dressed up (a rarity for Dean and I), got Aidan dressed up, and went for a wonderful brunch in the Burbank hills. The food was surprisingly good, even excellent in some cases, … Continue reading


Curling Anyone?

I wrote this earlier this year on my private blog, but it’s such a good introduction to Dean, I thought I’d post it for you. For as long as I’ve known him, Dean has been fascinated — well, maybe obsessed … Continue reading

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Blink, Blink

All we wanted was a little time together. OK. A little sexy time. But that doesn’t seem like too much to ask for a happily married couple. Unless… … they have a baby. Last night, Aidan went to sleep like … Continue reading

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