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Living In America

November 28, 2011

This past weekend was Thanksgiving weekend, except that it wasn’t, which was weird. I mean, it was Thanksgiving weekend, for Americans, but even though we’re in America, we’re not, actually, you know, American, so it felt like it would just be wrong, sort of, to roast a turkey and do the whole Thanksgiving thing. We had our own Thanksgiving last month, after all. Two Thanksgivings would just be greedy.

But it wasn’t just that. It was more that it just felt like this holiday wasn’t ours, you know? It’s not that we don’t fully feel like we belong – New York City is probably the most exuberantly inclusive place that I’ve ever lived – or that we somehow culturally out of place. And it’s certainly not that we don’t have much to be thankful for. It’s just that Thanksgiving, the way that it’s done here, is really just so culturally specific. It’s so American. And although we’ve so fully embraced being in America, we’re still very much Canadian. Keep reading…

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It Was Hard To Find An Appropriately Sized Birthday Cake, But We Managed

November 21, 2011

She didn’t ask for much for her birthday. Just, you know, little things: a visit to the American Girl doll store, a cake, some candy. Oh, and a personal audience with the Statue of Liberty. Turns out, I could give her that. Sometimes, I don’t feel like such a bad mom after all.

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Waltzing Into Tomorrowland

November 14, 2011

I love Disney. I’ve been pretty outspoken about this. I love the parks, I love the movies, I love their pirates, I love – yes – their princesses (especially Emilia’s interpretations of them, because, really, wouldn’t Snow White been more awesome – and had a better run through the dark woods – if she’d worn [...]

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What Happens When You Put On Shiny Spandex

October 17, 2011

The New Kids On The Block were never really my jam when I was younger. I was more into Depeche Mode and and The Cure and adorable boy bands just weren’t, you know, emo enough for me. That said, I did know who they were and I did, maybe, know all the words to Step [...]

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God Grant Me The Serenity To Accept The Things I Cannot Pack

September 29, 2011

Here’s the thing about moving: it sucks. Well, at least the part where you have to pack up all your stuff into crappy cardboard boxes, which requires organizing all your stuff, or at least having some sense of what is worth packing and what is really better sent to Goodwill and when all that stuff [...]

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The Road, Taken

September 8, 2011

Before I became a mom, I was an academic. During my pregnancy with Emilia, I was scrambling to finish my PhD – and teaching, and preparing papers for conferences, and applying for jobs – but even though I was acting as though I was preparing for my future as a Tenured Professor and Professional Smartypants, [...]

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Come On, Leave The Noise

August 12, 2011

So we’re headed off into the woods again. Heading off into the woods has become what we do to relax, because what’s more relaxing than taking two small, hyper children into remote backcountry by canoe and chasing them around there for a day or two? It is relaxing, just not in any of the ways [...]

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Where The Wild Things Are

July 22, 2011

So we’re headed out to the backwoods again, because we love peace and quiet and mosquitoes and space for our feral offspring to run around just that much. Any last minute advice on how to kill bears, catch fish with one’s hands, get the conch away from the tyrannical preschooler, etc, etc, would be much [...]

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If You Go Down To The Woods Today

July 20, 2011

The other week, we went camping. Like, in the woods, which is where you expect to go camping, except that this was really in the woods, the kind of ‘in the woods’ that you only get if you get in a canoe and paddle for two hours. Yes, we did this with two children under [...]

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Canuck Is As Canuck Does

July 1, 2011

Happy Canada Day. We’re headed out to the very furthest reachest of the backwoods. It is distinctly possible that I will be eaten by a bear, or overpowered by my feral children, or both. If you don’t hear from me by Monday, send in the Mounties.

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