Remember when I used to blog? Yeah, I do too. No, I haven’t been trapped under a large piece of furniture, unable to reach the keyboard to share a snippet from Swim. It’s just that November has grasped me in it’s saliva-filled mandible and masticated the ever-loving crap out of me. I am chewed up […]
What a week. Small Girl is home at “camp mom” this week, which I had envisioned as a lovely, end of summer gift to both of us where we could go to the beach, eat copious ice cream cones, and generally enjoy each others’ company. Instead I have been dealing with two cars that are […]
I am in Florida right now visiting my 92-year-old grandfather and his 90-year-old companion. There are certain Seinfeld-like moments, like the 5:30 early-bird dinner and the omnipresent television noise turned up to hearing-aid-penetrating levels. But they are a smart, savvy, and doing pretty darn well. And they have stories to tell. My grandfather told me […]
This is really one of the most magnificent children’s books. In typical Maurice Sendak style, it is about danger, and fear, and safety weighed against adventure and experience. I absolutely love it. As a kid, when I had this read to me I was always quite unhappy that 1) Jennie left her owner who loved […]
