August 2012

Oahu

This is paradise. I was there.

I’m home now, though – just – and it’s just as good. This is where my kids are. Where Kyle is. Where my heart is. It’s not wild orchids and palm trees and tropical breezes, but it’s mine, and it’s good.

(Also, I came home to this. For which, ironically, there are no words. Except these: thank you. You helped make that happen. Lives saved, you guys. That’s better than paradise.)

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We Interrupt This Programming To Bring You Paradise

August 23, 2012

This. This will sooth even the most savaged soul. Unless that soul misses her children, in which case it will just nurture and baby that soul a bit, even as that soul aches and frets, which is no small thing, but still. It will, however, also serve that soul tequila, and that will be pretty [...]

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Sparkles And Glitter And Other Things Little Boys Are Made Of

August 16, 2012

Jasper likes dresses. Princess dresses, mostly, but sometimes also fairy dresses, and tutus. He also likes toenail polish, and wigs, and my high heels. He has always liked these things. I’ve never questioned his liking these things – these so-called ‘girly’ things – because Emilia has always liked ‘boy’ things, and it’s always just seemed [...]

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This Old Pinterest-Inspired House: Sleeping Porch Edition

August 10, 2012

This is the enclosed porch at our new house in the Catskills: I should note that our new house is, apparently, not exactly in the Catskills, to the extent that it is – being on the Delaware River – closer to the Poconos than it is to the Catskill Mountains and the land of lake [...]

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We Are Vast, And We Contain Multitudes

August 9, 2012

Sometime, about two years ago, I started closing comments on posts. Not all of the posts, all of the time, but some of them, some of the time. I started doing this, not because I’d stopped loving comments – who, who has ever blogged, has not loved comments? – but because I loved them too [...]

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All The Blog’s A Stage? On Strutting And Fretting Our Virtual Lives (And Also Honey Boo Boo)

August 6, 2012

I was asked by a reporter this past week whether I was worried about  the stories about myself, the stories that I tell online, about myself, that my children will one day read – whether I had any reservations about having talked about sex or abortion or depression in a public forum, given that my [...]

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