Sandwich weekend
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- June
- 29
I had the full sandwich experience this weekend: Spent three days on Long Island helping my mother, who had hand surgery Friday, while trying to manage the teenage situation at home remotely. That was the hard part.
“Everything’s fine,’’ said my son, who actually did the dishes and fed the dog, but at other times was missing in action, his cell phone dead and the home phone ringing endlessly.
Of course it didn’t help that my husband was on another of his international trips, the frequency of which has caused friends to suspect he’s in the Mossad. (He’s not. I mean, I don’t think he is. I would know, right?)
My teenage son wasn’t entirely alone in the house. His sister was home from college, so there was some supervision and a nighttime presence. But it’s not the same as my being there to make sure no mischief goes on.
Do I sound like a tyrant? I’m not. Just felt a little torn between trying to make sure everybody was okay on both ends of the sandwich.
But I’m very happy to report my mother is an excellent patient and was feeling so good two days after surgery that she was back to her speedy Mario Andretti maneuvers, just like old times. We even made it to Macy’s.
Tonight I plan on concentrating on the most neglected part of the whole sandwich: the house that I live in. I’ll let you know how that goes…
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Baby boomer Linda Lombroso was born in Queens and grew up in Port Washington. She began her journalism career at New York Magazine and Rolling Stone, and came back to the field after spending 10 years as a stay-at-home mother. Linda joined The Journal News in 1997 and has been a Life & Style writer since 2000. She has three children.
