The Babysitter

12. September 2011 here now 3
Last night, I took care of our friend’s child. It was like a vacation. He went to bed so fast it was like black magic. I kind of hate our friends now. No, not really. Just a little. I grew up taking care of other people’s kids. One summer before college, I took care of ...

Upon Buying A Medicine Cabinet at IKEA

06. September 2011 here now 3
The Ikea problem comes to a head in the bathroom section, where I have what I can only describe as an existential crisis. Who am I? Has it come to this? What does this medicine cabinet mean? The crisis is not allayed by my awareness, as my friend J. likes to say, that this is ...

Resurrect and Re-enter

29. August 2011 here now 4
We stayed in a bed and breakfast in Wales that was also a farm: A pair of amicable pigs with wet snouts, bunnies in cages, palomino donkeys up on the hill.  Black bantam chickens and a pair of handsome copper roosters ran free in the yard. A pleasant dog named Sweep greeted us every morning ...

Dear 17 Year-old Self,

04. August 2011 here now 14
The fictional American version of high school inhabited by Molly Ringwald and Andrew McCarthy and John Cusack simply does not exist. I know this is hard for you to hear. But you will never wake up and just be Samantha Mathis in Pump Up The Volume. embedded by Embedded VideoYouTube Pump Up The Volume trailer ...

Re-entry

06. July 2011 here now 4
Yesterday was our first day back from vacation, a vacation where I tried and failed to get work done, so re-entry is somehow doubly hard. They tell you, the people who tell you things about parenting, that “transitions are hard.” Isn’t this true of everyone, for our whole lives? Last night, H. wanted to sit ...

The Women of Pop: A Response to Sasha Frere-Jones

22. June 2011 here now 15
I love pop music. Always have. Part of becoming an adult for me was the realization that I will always love pop, that I don’t have to apologize for it, and that Prince is, in fact, a genius. I will swoon for a good biblical reference by The National, as I am demographically expected to ...

City of Angels

07. June 2011 here now 0
Today on the way home, Harper asked me: “Where is the man with flowers?” We were at a stoplight, just past the coin-operated carwash, before the derelict deli with the fading sign in the shape of a giraffe. The telephone poles on either side of us were covered in bright green posters, band names like ...