No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I don’t want to go camping. I definitely don’t want to go glamping. Glamping could be one of the most unforgivably cringeworthy words I know. It sounds like a vise. A tool that clamps. A glamorous clamp. Speculum to the stars. I’ve done it again. I’ve gone too… Continue reading Glamping
Month: June 2015
Downtown
Petula Clark was never trying to get there Summer 2015, Los Angeles. We’re going Downtown! to see one of the most beautiful public libraries in the world, I told my son. Noon, weekday, summer. It’s not rush hour. The Dodgers are not playing in thirty minutes. It’s a parking lot on the freeway though. After… Continue reading Downtown
The Giver
Eleven years old is the new thirteen. They are all pubescent and adolescent and so so over you. Mothering the eleven-year-old is all about being there but acting like you’re not. You gotta be there to say it’s enough computer time. You gotta remind them to eat a snack. You gotta tell them to put… Continue reading The Giver
Honor Your Mayfly
Did you know that some species of the Mayfly only have a lifespan of half an hour. Luckier varieties live for up to a full day or two. Evidently, kinder Mayflies have not mastered the art of honoring their parental ones. Honor your father and mother, that your days may be long upon the land… Continue reading Honor Your Mayfly