Why aren’t you pissed off? I mean – really pissed off – if you’re a woman struggling with running a household and holding down an outside job, and barely able to make it? Maybe you’re home with kids and wishing you could work for pay but it’s more expensive to cover child care than what […]
Eighth Wonder
No. Definitely not a pyramid. (I would’ve heard the dragging of stone and moaning of exertion.) Couldn’t be the Colosseum. (Insufficient ceiling height.) The Taj Mahal? (No reflecting pool.) I was ticking off the list of wonders in my head, trying to recollect each and every one in its splendor and significance. Seven, right? Surely, […]
Two Words: Never Assume
Two words of advice, especially if divorcing: Never assume.
Navigating After The Storm
Last evening thunderstorms hit while I was grocery shopping at my local superstore. The lights flickered and went out – several times – and with each, I was plunged into darkness in the middle of a large space. Have I mentioned that I’m a bit claustrophobic? I didn’t panic, but I’d be lying if I […]
Motherhood. Damned If You Do. Damned If You Don’t.
That Mothering Job. Not so simple…
Stand By Your… Dad?
We all know that Arnold Schwarzenegger and John Edwards are dads. Has “Stand by your man” taken a new twist on the political stage, and come to be expressed as stand by your Dad? This recent brief by Julie Moos got me to wondering about adversity, and adult (or teenage) children of political families, who […]
My Teacher Calls Me Sweetheart
I remember his name. I would never say it here. That is a function of appropriate behavior, which I hope I exercise, and I know – he did not. My teacher would call me sweetheart; worse, it was the way he looked at me, and then came too close. The way he touched, or did […]
Zoom
We zoom in to enlarge the font on our computer screens. We zoom in to find our homes on Google Earth. We zoom the view on our cameras; then we tweak our images to improve the picture. What’s a few pixels among friends, right? We zoom to aid exploration and discovery, with our telescopes and […]
There’s Living, and There’s Writing About Living
“We’re living together,” he says. “What do you mean?” He touches my elbow. I stop and turn back to him. He slides me out of the way as an older woman eases past with her cart. His eyebrows are raised and his face is open. “Well, aren’t we? We’re together when we wake up. We’re […]
Jealousy
Are you the jealous type?