Do you know how when you do one decent thing for your body you suddenly want to change your entire life and bring your family down with you?
Author Archive | Chara
I tell my kids that soda is pure crap, but it’s a tough sell with an empty Diet Coke can in my cup holder. Sometimes two empty cans.
It’s important not to have too many sweatpants days in a row because they’re soul crushing. Too much fleece will erode your character and next thing you know, you’re watching the entire fourth season of “Nurse Jackie” at 11 in the morning.
There were about 200 people in the room: 196 men, 4 women. One of the women was Nina. Two of the women worked with Nina. They were older, grand dames of porn. And then there was me. Twenty-five. A research assistant dressed in Gap. I scooched my chair closer to my husband, then boyfriend, and pulled out a notebook, ready to learn.
Suburban parents are not a nomadic tribe. Every facet of the decision making process that leads us to the suburbs relates back to a single common element: it is easier.
Active defiance from a child makes you understand why their parents were so eager for free after school care.
But despite that, you will still blame the parents for their behavior.
My kids are probably over-scheduled, as are we by extension. Adulthood is not outrageously difficult. Nor is parenting. Raising kids with the schedules of adults, while maintaining your own adult schedule, gets a little dicey.
That didn’t stop my daughter and me from shopping because who ever heard of facing the end of the world in flip-flops? A new pair of boots was on the list for my girl, and the apocalypse wasn’t going to stop us.
You will impulse shop online. You will go to Etsy and purchase an item from an artisan in a colder climate. Only a soap maker from the Yukon could understand your plight.
I will tell perfect strangers about the spinach in their teeth. I will pluck stray hairs off the shoulders of my enemies.