July 2009
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We're At My House Today
ME: I sure wish the UPS man would come with my package!
AMÉLIE: Maybe a robber stealed it. Or an AL-pluh-cuh.
ME: An alpaca?
AMÉLIE: Yeah, an AL-pluh-cuh. Or a llama. If it rided on the truck or something.
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Monday
It’s pretty much useless, I tell myself every Monday afternoon. The scene is always the same: I’m standing in front of the bathroom mirror at my place of employment. It’s about half an hour before I’m scheduled to be relieved by Kai and Amélie’s mama, and I’m a mess.
I just don’t get it. Sure, there are those mornings where I fall out of bed and straight onto my bicycle, crashing into a cup of...
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It's Because You're Old
AMÉLIE: Elizabeth, are you almost ready?
ME: Almost, I just have to go to the bathroom really quickly.
AMÉLIE: But you just goed to the bathroom a little while ago.
ME: I know! Frustrating, huh? But I just drank a cup of coffee and now I have to go again.
AMÉLIE: Ugh. It's because you're old, right?
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Do It Yourself: Sugar Scrub
Mama and I have been hooked on sugar scrubs for some time now. (If you’re not savvy, GET savvy. They scrub away dirt and dead skin and make you feel smoother than a baby’s backside.) We’re both suckers for fancy bath products and we’ve been practically throwing money at sales clerks for years to get them.
Since we ran out last week, this morning I decided to make my own...
Rocking the Boat and the Cradle
I remember moments between my mother and I, when I was young, during which she tried to impress upon me the importance of being a strong and independent person. I suppose that I must have heard the word “feminist” uttered occasionally between her and her friends, and perhaps she even used the word with me, though I cannot recall the first time I heard it. What I am certain of is that I never...
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In Which Kai Gets Punished Unfairly
There was an incident at the pool a couple of weeks ago that’s still bugging me.
It was a sweltering afternoon, the kind where I grudgingly lay down my book and throw “My-bones-are-too-old-for-this-water-to-feel-warm-so-I’ll-just-sit-here-on-the-side-and-watch-you” to the wind to splash and swim with Kai and Amélie. I was busy watching Amélie learning to swim underwater when a woman I didn’t know...
In Which I Complain A Lot
BE FOREWARNED. I am about to complain. I’m going to blather on and you may not like it. I’m going to share with you all sorts of annoying tidbits that would probably be better expressed on Twitter but, let’s be real, you’d rather not receive ten consecutive texts enumerating my current woes.
Still here?
Today was a good day. (Just wait - I’ll start complaining...
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Birthplace of the Revolution
This post should have come early last week, as soon as I heard the good news, but I’m too busy convincing the kids to eat just one more bite of cheese sandwich and reading library books for the gazillionth time to be bothered by updating this blog. Clearly.
Lately, I’ve been finding myself among the gigantesque ghosts of brick and mortar that were once the academic building of Antioch College....