by Mir | Jul 30, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
I’ve been thinking a lot about the conversation with my daughter that I wrote about yesterday. I’ve been fixated on this notion of making your own happiness, because—let’s face it—for a lot of years I wasn’t a particularly happy...
by Mir | Jul 29, 2009 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
“How old will I need to be before I can read your blog?” she asks me. We’re laying on her bed; she is pajama-ed and snuggled under the covers, I am next to her but on top of the blankets. I stroke her hair and she fiddles with a loose thread on my...
by Mir | Jul 28, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
Having been married now for just over two years, I’ve finally worn Otto down with my winning ways, my wit, my charm, my irresistible smile, and—most importantly—my whining. We’re getting a dog. There are those who’ve known me a long time,...
by Mir | Jul 27, 2009 | Job? Huh?
Well, it’s happening already. The deconstruction of BlogHer ’09 and this years Drama Du Jours is in full force, and once again I am reminded of why I skipped this event for several years. I prefer my drama to be of the “he touched me!” or...
by Mir | Jul 26, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Ottomatic For the People
Otto and Monkey greeted me at the airport with flowers. Of course. I scooped Monkey up into a hug and nuzzled his neck as he squeezed me and chanted, “Mama! Mama! Mama!” I set him back down and hugged and kissed Otto, and then Monkey yelled, “GROUP...
