Aging

There is this thought that I have often that I have never been able to articulate. It just floats in my mind, resurfacing every now and again. Last night it resurfaced again. Steve and I went to a concert at the Slowdown here in Omaha. Concerts aren't really my scene. If I like a song,... Continue Reading →

incorrigible Peeping Tom

I am not shy about admitting that I am an incorrigible Peeping Tom. I have never passed an unshaded window without looking in, have never closed my ears to a conversation that was none of my business. I can justify or even dignify this by protesting that in my trade I must know about people,... Continue Reading →

Why I still read books

It seems that every time I talk to someone about a story, they ask, "did you see that movie?" Because nearly every good book is turned into a movie sooner or later. I get it - books aren't for everyone. Who wants to sit down and read for a week when you can get the... Continue Reading →

Child King

After my post about not wanting to be Just a Mom, Donna suggested I read Bringing up Bébé. It's about an American mom who discovers the secrets of French parenting. I'm only a few chapters in, and already, I know I needed this book. I have been the classic American hover parent. I cave in... Continue Reading →

Blood ties

Have you heard of human microchimerism? It's when cells from a fetus pass through the placenta and establish cell lineages within the mother. Women carry fetal cells from babies they have carried. Those cells mix with the mother's own cells - the fetal cells circulate in the mother's bloodstream for decades after each birth. A... Continue Reading →

Upgrading

It's that time of year again: the time when I read The Catcher in the Rye and start saying "god damn" in every god damn sentence. Every year when I read it, I want to start writing in J.D. Salinger style. So tonight I wrote this:Up until a year ago, I drove a yellow 1990... Continue Reading →

rat race

I was reminded of a story I read...It was about a woman in a small town who bought a vacuum cleaner. Her name was Mrs. Jones, and up until then she, like all of her neighbors, had kept her house spotlessly clean by using a broom and a mop. But the vacuum cleaner did it... Continue Reading →

pages

Maybe I'd prefer movies if...1. The same actors didn't play different characters. When I read a book, I imagine this character as unique. But then when the book becomes a movie, they have Matthew McConaughey play the character, and I'll I can see now is his shirtless body in a role that definitely requires a... Continue Reading →

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