We went to a beautiful winter wedding last night. There were twinkle lights in the trees, a delicate silver branch pinned into the bride’s hair. There were Dumbledore quotes and LOTR references in their vows. Because the bride doesn’t like to dance, there was a Nintendo Switch downstairs and a heated Mario Kart tournament happening. … Continue reading
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Small Life, Slow Life: Abandoned toothbrush.
In the library bathroom today, the smell hit me even before the door was fully open. At the sink, a homeless woman was brushing her teeth. I slid past her, avoiding her gaze, V in tow. While in the stall, V counted squares of tile on the floor, all while I murmured, That’s great, and, … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Pink hush.
I spent almost eight hours today in a five by five room with no windows and no natural light, on the phone with stores all over Southern California, trying to avert a crisis that was going to happen regardless of what I did). The crisis involved beanies, scarves, and gloves — fifty of each. Needing … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Connected to my body? I don’t think so.
Today in CardioBarre, I tried for the umpteenth time to get my toe pointed, foot at the right angle, leg moving in the right direction, with my back flat and holding onto the bar equally with both hands without gripping and/or rotating my body too far in one direction. It didn’t work. “You have to … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: I love Animal Crossing!
The first time I ever laid eyes on Animal Crossing, our childhood nanny Vanessa was playing it on Nintendo GameCube, and my eyes weren’t sure what they were seeing. It was cutesy, with sweet music, vaguely Japanese-esque, with little animal characters who hovered near tiny houses and talked like Charlie Brown’s parents. “What is that?” … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: Blogging through the end of the year, at least!
I sat in my therapist’s office on Friday, trying to find any other subject to talk about instead of the one prominently on my mind. I don’t get to see her that often (maybe once a month?), and I talked about absolutely everything else. Until I finally said, “So, today is day 100 of writing. … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 99% Wonderful.
Today was 99% wonderful. V was really restless last night, and between her and C and Rolo sleeping (what felt like) completely on top of me, I didn’t sleep at all. But C granted me extra in-bed-alone time this morning and took V downstairs solo. (Thank you husband.) So by the time I hit my … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: December.
There is a whiteboard that hangs on the wall next to our kitchen, lined with boxes that make up the calendar of our lives. Each month, I fill out my work schedule, V’s childcare schedule, and any notable events like weddings or parties or social obligations. I had to do the December schedule today, and … 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