About Me
Four-year-olds call me Mom, but not because I had accidental septuptlets when I was 23. After years of watching kids learn to crawl and take their first steps as a babysitter, I decided to open my own daycare center. Inevitably, even the biggest mama's boy will forget all about his real mother and latch onto me following a morning of fingerpainting. I can't blame them – after all, I'm quite a catch. Although I'm extremely close with my family (I have no choice - the daycare center is in their basement), I'm getting a place of my own soon. It'll be great to live close enough to work and Friday night dinners, but far enough that I can leave a stack of Cosmos on the coffee table without having to remove them. I'm a traditional conservative Jew, but I've never let that stop me from having a good time. I'll leave for AC at 1am, arrive at the Taj Mahal at 3:30 and play my birthday at the roulette table until the sun comes up. I'll walk along the Boardwalk for breakfast, browse SoHo for modern art I can't afford, and ride the Batman roller coaster at Great Adventure. I like big Broadway musicals like Mamma Mia and Phantom of the Opera, banana splits at Serendipity, and doing the treadmill at New York Sports Club. I want to graduate from miniature golf to regular golf, I want to clink glasses at the Marriott Marquis Lougue, and I want a lifetime subscription to Soap Opera Digest (what do you think I do when the kids are sleeping?)