The Summer of my Content

August 11, 2013

  This morning I stumbled across article that simply won’t get read enough, I am sure. It’s a New York Times article explaining a study of women’s job satisfaction when they are in positions of authority.  In explaining the gender gap in leadership, these social scientists looked at the perceived benefits (not even financial benefits) […]

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The other day, I was walking down Union Street past the casket company on my way to work. I take one of two routes:  past the caskets, or past the unemployment line; both routes remind me just how lucky I am to be walking to work. As I walked past the factory, I saw every […]

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(A letter mostly to myself… as one of my children prepares to exit preteen purgatory, and the other one teeters on the brink…) Part One:  Let the eye rolling begin, for it will. There will be — if there has not been already — the shouting of “I HATE you” as she stomps, furious, down […]

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Lately, I’ve been parenting, living, and teaching much more than I have been writing.  I have been playing (music), sleeping, cooking, and thinking hard about things.  And the proposal of the book I love so much (first draft here) is out visiting some editors, hoping to find itself a new home. And while all that […]

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California Christmas

December 23, 2011

When I was young, each Christmas was exactly the same, and we needed it to be that way.  We decorated our tiny country church on the first Saturday in December, then sat in the front pews together and sang all the same hymns. Advent wreaths hung from invisible wire on each side of the pulpit.  […]

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What They Ought To Be

November 13, 2011

“Treat people as if they were what they ought to be, and you help them to become what they are capable of being.” — Goethe     I struggle a lot as a parent.  These most complicated relationships don’t come easily to me — the ones unfolding here in my house.  I admit my difficulties […]

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Dinner at Roberta’s

October 24, 2011

The posts here are few and far between, but our adventures accelerate all the time. Here are the girls, grinning and goofy together the night we all went to Roberta’s pizza in Bushwick. The place is a ramshackle miracle,  old shipping containers nailed together to make a series of connected rooms.  They serve fancier dishes, […]

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A Hundred Generations Ago

August 12, 2011

Yesterday we drove to Nimes, (home of denim — as in “de Nimes,” – of Nimes.  Betcha didn’t know that!) We walked around the beautifully preserved Roman Temple, La Maison Carrée, which means “The Oblong House.”  The thing is spectacular. We learned all about Corinthian Columns (the crenelated, fancy ones, unlike basic Doric and Swirly […]

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The very very best reason I can think of to learn to speak French is that it’s seriously, exceptionally, wonderfully gorgeous, and you really should get here someday, even if it’s just for a few weeks.  But save up your pennies because Euros cost 140 each.  And learn some French,  because being in France with […]

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Then and Now

August 7, 2011

Tonight I made ratatouille for dinner.  I cut two big eggplants from the garden, then chopped and salted them to get them to release their bitterness.  I gathered basil, thyme, a bowlful of tomatoes, and a gargantuan zucchini with a skin as tough as a winter squash.  I chopped onions and peppers, and cooked each […]

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We spent the weekend deep in the woods of New Hampshire, hiking with great friends we have known forever.   We sat at benches to eat family style, slept in bunks, and hiked the rocky trails all day long. I may be just the tiniest bit sore in the calves as I write this post. On […]

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The Sound of Time Passing

August 3, 2011

  It sounds like giggles in the night.  And whining on the trail when we’re all hiking.  It sounds like thunder in the distance making us run for shelter.  (OK, maybe that was just me running.)   It sounds like Scrabble tiles clicking, and the Hut Croo playing the violin in the morning to wake […]

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My neighborhood fills itself constantly with new babies.  Brand new mothers are everywhere, tiny bundles strapped to their chests, baby bumps still bulgy.   I saw one mother today with two children.  She wore one baby close in a sling.  Her older daughter, who couldn’t have been more than two, wore a matching sling with a […]

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Ann Voskamp’s luminous book, One Thousand Gifts has been sitting on my bedside table for weeks.  I pick it up now and then to read a bit, but it’s tough going.  First of all, she’s intensely religious, so I have to do some translating from her worldview to mine, dealing with lots of references to […]

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Being Wrong

June 28, 2011

Recently, I posted one of my typical rants. In it, I may have argued that hordes of baby grownups had invaded my city with an eye to pushing me into middle age and irrelevance.  It was of course tongue-in-cheek.  At least kinda sorta. And then, my life taught me a lesson, as it tends to […]

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Tomorrow we drive to another University town in New Hampshire to celebrate the fiftieth anniversary of DH’s much-beloved Aunt and Uncle.  Their three children and six grandchildren have conspired to throw a party that promises to be tender, elegant, and raucous at different moments of the evening.  Much like the two parties in the marriage […]

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The Family of Yes

June 19, 2011

Meet The Family of Yes. No, not the late 80’s super group. It’s us.  If you know us, you might be surprised to hear me call us anything but conflicted.  But this was my goal for us for a week as a family at Music Camp. That we say Yes.  At least that we would […]

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This weekend, DH and I went out to Rucola,   a super-swank new Italian bistro in Boerum Hill.  We were there for dinner with a couple of our oldest and dearest friends. I mean “oldest” as in I’ve known Stephanie since we were nine.  Not as in she’s old, or we’re old.  No damn way.  And […]

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