I’m in love with my therapist. Not in lust love, as that would not be at all appropriate, but love love, like you are with good friends. I’m referring to the ones who know better than to buy you anything with puffy paint on it and those who remember you’re allergic to shellfish. She’s a [...]
Category Archives: everyday
Call it a day
11.18.08 –
On that day I felt like a woman on Oprah. Not the good kind of being a woman on Oprah, a woman who happens to visit for O’s Favorite Things and squeals like she’s never once received a present when Oprah introduces her to cashmere. No, this was the other kind of being a woman on [...]
In reality
11.13.08 –
I read some of the reserved women of the Interwebs, some with cropped hair and wide patterned headbands and others with perfect kitchens and flourless recipes, and I wonder why I’m just so different from them. I wonder why they portray their lives as pictures of perfection, display windows of the 50s, why everything seems wrapped [...]
Awakening
11.06.08 –
I watched the election aftermath from a hotel room in Waco, Texas, just about the last place I thought I would be to bear witness. Somehow I pictured that I’d be home in DC, that I’d hear kids setting off small fireworks in the streets while I toasted the television with a better red than [...]
The biggest day
11.04.08 –
Did you vote? If you haven’t, stop reading blogs and get out there. If you did, what was your experience? If you decided not to vote, why? I’m interested to hear your stories today.
Also, I’m so excited I could pop. It’s finally here.
All in favor
11.02.08 –
I voted yesterday. I was a panic attack waiting to happen on the way there, what with the Twitter tales of three-hour-long waits and broken pencils and other horrors. I will say that I drove around 4th St NW looking for parking for at least 25 minutes, around and around and then around once again, [...]
Frustration, not to be confused with desperation
10.29.08 –
I once knew a woman who zipped through labor with her second child. Out of nowhere, the pain was immense. “Bring me drugs,” she begged her husband. He shook his head no. She punched him in the face. “Bring me drugs!” she demanded. The nurse shook her head no. My friend had missed the window [...]
365
10.26.08 –
I know it isn’t always evident, but I started this site as an outlet for writing. I wanted a place that would pull me to write, a spot of permanence where others might eventually read it. The hope was that the writing would improve, that there wouldn’t be the need for quite so many ellipses [...]
