Road Trip

palm-springsToday, I’m flying to California. Palm Springs, specifically, and then Disneyland (because, you know, you just don’t cross the San Andreas fault line without going to Disneyland. At least, I don’t.) California invited me, which was really awesome of California, I thought. There aren’t many states that will just go ahead and invite you to visit them and put you up and buy you dinner and stuff (I’m looking at you, New York). I’m not really sure what kind of hostess gift you give a lady like California – doesn’t she have everything, already? – but I’m thinking maybe some bacon-scented candles.

Anyway. Expect pictures of cacti and stuff. And modernist architecture and aliens, and maybe some roaming Coachella zombies who totally didn’t notice that the bands stopped playing, if I can find them. And then some princesses, of course, because, seriously: princesses.

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Angels With Dirty Faces

March 10, 2010

Shiny, happy, smudgy-faced baby, all jacked up on Disney’s Animal Kingdom safari. Kinda hard to be angsty and sad, looking at that face. This is, I suppose, the function and purpose of angels. *More shiny happy faces can be found over at Happy Face Central. **And also here, where maple syrup and skateboards collided to [...]

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Princesses Never Give Up, Until They Totally Do

March 9, 2010

This past weekend was a weekend filled with tremendous, heart-busting joy. It was also one of the most personally disappointing weekends of my entire life. My head is spinning a little from the existential contradiction that this represents. I took the brood to Disney World, and one of the objectives of the trip was, of [...]

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Love Thursday: Luge Baby Edition

March 4, 2010

Mr. Jasper, being assisted in the luge by his sister Miss Emilia, at the home of Mrs. Fussypants.* *This is how we road trip. On skateboards. Etc. **Actually, we’re in a Traverse, courtesy of GM Canada. But still.

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Have Doritos, Will Travel

March 2, 2010

My husband made this commercial. It’s kind of what he does, but this is a little different, because it’s something that he did on his own, with a partner, instead of with a massive creative team and production company and crew of whomevers doing everything from pointing giant cameras to making sandwiches, and it’s for [...]

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I Love The Smell Of Activism In The Morning

January 29, 2010

Friday’s as good a good as any for promoting a cause, right? How about two? Cause #1: If you’re a Canadian woman, and you’ve had surgery, you might have been been given – while you were under anesthetic, without your knowledge, without your consent – a pelvic exam by medical students in training. It is, [...]

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That Place In The Sun

December 2, 2009

I’ve seen a lot of the world. I’ve traveled across Canada, and the continental U.S., and parts of Mexico, and most of Western Europe. I lived in Spain for two years. I’ve taken the train from Barcelona to Brindisi and a boat to Greece and  had a misadventure on a Greek island. I’ve canoed up [...]

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The Road Hard Travelled

July 22, 2009

I am crying as I write this. Which means, basically, that post-partum hormones still surge through my body even over a year after the fact, and threaten to undo me at every turn. Also, that I am a sap. I am a sap, and I am undone. Soon, I will climb into a car and [...]

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Roadkill

July 15, 2009

It was a mother duck and her three baby ducks, and I was pretty sure that we were going to kill them. It wasn’t so much the impending massacre that made me scream. Nor was it the fact that the baby ducks – tiny mottled bundles of matted fluff – were so adorable. I’ve seen [...]

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Life Is Highway. And A Old Skool Rap Jam.

July 13, 2009

It’s going to take me a while to decompress from the awesome that was our recent road-trip adventure. It’s also going to take me a while to unfurl and soothe my heart, which got so badly crumpled in the emotional turmoil of mixing tremendous joy (adventuring with my children and my dearest friends) with terrible [...]

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