Monica Bielanko
A chronicle since 2005 of my marriage & move to Brooklyn in my twenties; becoming a mother in my thirties; moving to Pennsylvania and learning to amicably coparent after divorce in my forties while living 3 doors down from my ex-husband in a small country town.
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Monday
Dec242007

My Christmas Gift To You; Future Blackmail Material

Recently, Serge had a gig in New Jersey and, to my great horror, invited me up IN FRONT OF PEOPLE to sing a song off his Christmas record. Yes, that's the best my pipes can crank out, ladies and gentleman, THAT is truly my singing voice. Good thing I'm not the one making money off music in this twosome we call marriage. And just thank the sweet, baby Jesus you read what I have to say instead of hearing it... and that you don't have to drive with me in the car. Because I sing there. A lot. The horror.



Thanks Billie Jo