The Week That Was, And Is Yet To Be

March 30, 2012

So, this week.

1.) We went to Coney Island. We’ve been before – Brighton Beach is a lovely place to spend a windy Sunday – but this time, the kiddy rides were open. Heaven hath no joy to offer that compares to Coney Island kiddy rides.

2.) I had some deep thoughts about Pinterest, which, really, were deep thoughts about what my love of Morpheus Cat says about me. I still haven’t an answer.

3.) I had some entirely undeep thoughts about Alicia Silverstone and that whole ‘kiss-feeding’ thing. Well, maybe they weren’t so undeep as to be shallow – I did refer back to some reflections on the Platonic idea of the erotic and the human desire to connect with the true form of beauty – but they didn’t exactly plumb the depths of thoughtful interrogation. I don’t think.

4.) That didn’t stop Good Morning America and CNN from asking me about them. I obliged.

5.) We might have sold our home in Canada, which is huge, and weird, because a) what a freaking relief, and b) there goes the last thread to the life that we left behind. Is there a word for an experience that provides both relief and discomfort? That word would be very handy here.

6.) I’m flying to Uganda tomorrow. I will not be hunting warlords. More to come on this.

 

 

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    { 4 comments }

    Mother Ruckus March 30, 2012 at 4:28 pm

    I didn’t think I had a problem with the whole kiss feeding thing, until I watched the video. I think as moms we’ve all taken a bite of something hard to pass it off to our children, but Alicia’s delivery totally grossed me out. YUCK!

    Maggie S. March 30, 2012 at 4:47 pm

    Yesterday, I was telling my 14 yo twin girls about your speech at Blissdom (I got all choked up; they were embarrassed per developmental schedule). We walked into the Mexican restaurant and ordered the Speedy Gonzales. I looked up at the TV screen, and there you were on CNN. I nearly jumped out of my seat,

    “That is the woman I’m talking about. She’s the reason I can’t make fun of ‘Firework’ anymore.”

    Platonic Erotic? It’s like when my child says a word, and I ask her to say it three more times because I want to hear HER voice say it; because it’s delicious to my ears. Sort of?

    I’d bet Alicia will get busy and let this go by the wayside, and that the baby will not remember. I couldn’t tell you the last time I’d heard her name before this.

    Adrienne March 31, 2012 at 6:11 pm

    “Is there a word for an experience that provides both relief and discomfort? That word would be very handy here.” <= I would love to know too! And? Alicia Silverstone? I don't get it…

    Becca April 2, 2012 at 6:24 am

    Hmm. The Alicia Silverstone thing is interesting. We’re at Stage 2/3 of weaning and I really don’t know how many more times I can bear to wash up that food processor… I don’t think I’d do the mouth to mouth part (just seems like it’d result in spillage, and I’m sure the little sod would bite my lip given half the chance!) It’s disappointing to see how vitriolic people have been about it on your Babble blog, though. This is why I quit Babble…

    Beyond the Platonic definition, all sorts of this early motherhood stuff seems to blur with the sexual, from oxytocin to induce contractions to happy hormones released when breastfeeding when, prior to having babies, the only people who touched our boobs and made us happy were our partners or ourselves. I think we need to grow up a bit, acknowledge that no, it doesn’t mean we fancy our kids, and just get on with it.

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