Parenting

Sometimes, Writing Takes Breaks and Makes Zombies

I was going to post something amusing today about literary submission + rejection and how it is similar to the worst parts about applying to college and online dating. Next week, I promise. I’m going to write a lot this semester about imposter syndrome, rejection, and the harsher realities of the writing life so that […]

Disappointing the Christian Republicans, It Hurts: 1997 – present

The last bit of this reads like I’m a PhD.  I’m not. I have a BA in English.  In the larger piece, that is clear before you get here. Hanging out with some friends this weekend, we were talking about our parents and how it’s easy to say, “I don’t care what they think,” but […]

I Buy My Parents Underwear For Christmas: 1998

Kelley took loads of pictures of my family. Here’s one of my parents, probably around the time I bought them underwear for Xmas. I am in the Point Mall because I am in the school chorus and we are having a holiday concert there. This is a strange place, I think, to have a concert, […]

The Seriousness of Coloring

Child turned 7 and became a whole new person with a sophisticated set of social know-how, a dazzling sense of humor, and the attitude of a 13-year-old girl. So, before getting in my face and saying, aggressively, “Mommy, I want to go with Lydia!” in this clenched-teeth voice that was legitimately almost frightening, we had this conversation: […]

Open Letter to Women Who Do Not Want Children.

Dear Woman, There is nothing wrong with you. You are self-aware and strong and wise. You are making the right choice. You are the only one who should make that choice. Sex is fun. It is all right to still want to have sex, even if you don’t want to have children. This does not […]

Rainy Mornings And The Working Poor

Child goes to a school that is full of poor kids.  Child is a poor kid. I am proud and resourceful, so Child’s experience of being a poor kid is different from some of the poor kids she goes to school with.  We are also not always poor.  We are never rich, but we are […]

I Don’t Want a Pickle…

Since the song loses something if you haven’t heard it, I invite you to listen now.  You really only need the chorus, so if it’s not your thing, you don’t have to listen long. It’s by this guy: Arlo Guthrie. The famous American folksinger, Woody Guthrie, is his dad.  Woody’s work is stellar, and much […]

People do Zany Shit on the Internet & Notes from the Cosmos

Child started playing this game, Tapfish, on my first generation Galaxy Tab. I’m kind of into it, too.  I’m babysitting our two tanks while she visits Grandma this week. This game is mildly frustrating because the cool stuff costs real money (in the form of fish bucks), but I’m in the middle of an “event” […]

Oh God, the Feelings! And Candy Land.

It has been an intense month for Child and I.  I am a generally sensitive person with loads of feelings. But I have been in the midst of this confronting-feelings tsunami for about a month. There are two things I want to tell you about. 1.  My sister’s wedding.  I already told you about it, […]

Birthday #7: One Mother’s Oldness

Child says, “Seriously, mommy.” kind of a lot. It sounds like an accusation.  Like, “How dare you doubt my perfect logic?  I am seven, and therefore infallible.”  Seven.  Six plus one.  Five plus two.  Wasn’t she an infant mere months ago?  How is this possible? Here’s Child over her cake.  I like seven.  I liked […]

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