when you lose someone- and i’m talking about after you’ve gotten through the initial bit of total misery, after all the people have left and the official family count is down and the food has been eaten and the how-to-survive-this books have been read- you spend all your time trying to avoid the sad. and …
Month: September 2014
we have had zero sleep wins in our house this week. the children are running the asylum. the girl baby sleeps in our room, allegedly in a pack ‘n play, but routinely actually thrashing about between us in our bed, using my mammaries as a chew toy/comforter/punching bag/straw thing. so that’s neat. and last night …
i thought maybe i’d crossed some invisible line of child innocence and reality tonight. some barrier between the two worlds like where kids realize what veal is or when alice cooler guest stars on the muppets (this happened. great, f#cked up episode). ANYway….i read some news about a teenager getting shot on the street in …
funny, sweet, happy and busy girl turned 8 months this week! she’s eating like a champ, growing like a weed and crawling like a pro. so i guess she’s some sort of plant-life skilled wrestler? (do you ever think about the way we apply language? it’s really goofy). anyway. she seems to have gotten through her …
the earlier hours of a new job + head cold + sick kids mean i’ve been in survival mode the last few weeks. not that we’re ever far out of the just-barely-head-above-water state (and obviously when i say ‘survival mode’ i mean the most well-off, privileged white suburban kind of problems we’re surviving, obvs. i …
there’s this old saturday night live sketch where they’re on the campaign trail for some democratic presidential candidate and bill clinton shows up and puts the crowd into a frenzy just by sticking his arm onto stage and giving a thumbs up. the other candidate is despondent because he will never be as popular as …
ok, so anna is a physical phenom. she is so tough and so strong, i am more and more convinced she’s going to grow up to be a stunt woman or something. putting her to bed is like pig wrestling. she’s doing gymnastics and taking flying leaps and thrashing all her limbs. all this while …