A Story About Princess Leia by Elizabeth Ditty Tonight I read my son a story about Princess Leia. I did not cry. (Not really.) My voice made its way around the lump in my throat To tell my son How to be brave despite dismal odds (I’ll never tell him the odds) How to stand … Continue reading A Story About Princess Leia
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On Babies and Boobs
So, we're right in the middle of World Breastfeeding Week and right at the beginning of National Breastfeeding Month. Everything I've seen so far basically feels like it's "International Pretend to Be Supportive But Actually Silently Judge All the Moms Month/Week." Like we need a specific week or month for that, right? In any case, … Continue reading On Babies and Boobs
On Gem-Hunting
I feel like I'm doing a poor job documenting my constant evolution into parenthood. My co-parent has written a couple of eloquent and humorous posts about our adventures as parents, and I both love him for it and have to stop myself from becoming actively resentful of the fact that he's doing such a great … Continue reading On Gem-Hunting
Random Thoughts on Life and Tomatoes
So, it turns out that just because you don't update your blog after your "I'm going on vacation" post doesn't mean that you get to stay on vacation. Bummer, huh? In reality, I've been back for two weeks, and it seems like this scene was eons ago. Also, eons since this: Alas, I've been home … Continue reading Random Thoughts on Life and Tomatoes
On Casablanca, Solo Moviegoing, and Time Travel
Last night I made my way to the cinema to see a special TCM screening of CASABLANCA in honor of its 70th anniversary. It was not meant to be a solo adventure, but plans fell through, and going alone was a small price to pay for seeing one of my favorite classic films on the … Continue reading On Casablanca, Solo Moviegoing, and Time Travel
Going Home Again
It's a strange thing, returning to a place where you spent a significant portion of not only your childhood but also your adolescence, only to find its become a weird amalgam of things that were and things that weren't. In some ways, we're all little microcosms of that ourselves. We change, but we carry the … Continue reading Going Home Again
On New York
Over the years, I’ve developed a knack for being able to slip pretty easily into the flow of most places I travel. I think it’s a certain combination of knowing who you are and having an unfailing sense of curiosity. What I’ve found is that each city has its own energy, and I can usually … Continue reading On New York
