This evening I got the news that I’ve been waiting for for a long time. A big shift in my career life is potentially definitely on the horizon, and just as it always happens, there is a fork in the road and I’m not sure which way to go. My husband says I always make … Continue reading
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Small Life, Slow Life: Sick.
I’m getting sick, everyone says. Except that it’s not like that, not really. Yesterday, at 4:54pm, we were in the car. I’d felt great all day. V had been sick, and James as well, but I’ve been fortunate and haven’t gotten sick once since summer. One could even say I was getting a little cocky … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Compassion, followed by guilt.
Sometimes, the answer to being so tired and crazy is to spend the day with these two guys, and have a damn margarita with dinner and laugh your head off. At least, tonight, that was the answer for me. V woke up ten million at least nine times last night. Today I found out that … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 100/100!!!! {Highlights from the 100 days.}
It’s here. It is over. This is Day 100; I have written here every single day for one hundred days. I can’t believe it. I feel fulfilled, alive, and sad. (I also still haven’t decided if I’m breaking up with the Oxford comma, or not.) Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma? –Vampire Weekend … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 99/100 {Is a twenty-four hour timeframe too late to expect an epiphany?}
I am currently writing in a Starbucks. Since having a child, this is something that is totally unheard of. A luxury too grand to even long for. It happens to be the same Starbucks where the idea for this blog first dropped into my mind, wholly complete and so hot and urgent that I was … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 96/100 {Exercise and daily planners and Jolabokaflod and forgetting about a ‘No-Gift Christmas’.}
It’s just past 4pm and already the light is receding; C and V will be home from the park soon. I used to need entire days to myself to recharge. Now, an hour alone to shower, sip coffee and read or write a little feels like a week-long vacation. Thank you husband, for giving me … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 94/100 {Gentle is the way.}
It happened today. All of the tension from the last couple of weeks, boiling hot, bubbling over, and then, ker-splat. I left my in-laws’ house so frustrated. With myself, for not speaking up. With my daughter, for behaving in the most nightmarish way possible, a way that she literally doesn’t even act except around them. … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 91/100 {Oh, and for books too!}
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, a holiday which always makes me feel a little empty and blue, though I think I may be okay this year. As I sensed it coming up, I offered to work, which shocked a lot of people. But honestly, it was what felt right for me this year; I doubt I will … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 87/100: {Christmas decorating & Persian culture.}
Today, my friend Elizabeth and I took V to Target. We walked through all the sections in our usual order (necklaces, baby aisle, toys — this is all dictated by V, not me), and at last, we got to the holiday section. At some point V looked back at us and said, “I love Christmas!” … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 86/100 {The new iPhone, and the Woolsey Fire.}
I got the new iPhone today. Literally one day after mentioning that I’m happiest when I’m not on my phone. (Sigh.) I’ve been wanting it for a while. Its camera is much better than the camera I had, and besides the fact that I take 10,000 photos of V a year (not exaggerating, there are … Continue reading