Archive for April, 2007

Monday, April 30th, 2007

on sorrow

when i was a little girl, a black and white hippie poster with the silhouette image of two little children hung, oddly, in my mother’s living room closet. it was a leftover from her life with my father, but though it wasn’t really her style, she never quite threw it out. written on it was […]

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Sunday, April 29th, 2007


he would have been two today. you can barely see him, i know, in this photo. he was small, just a bit over two pounds…and the lights were glaring, and the tubes got in the way of the camera. but his little hand was curled around my finger. he squeezed. i sang to him. we […]

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Wednesday, April 25th, 2007

London calling

from the underworld? hell, no. this dispatch is coming to you from a suite in the Hilton Metropol, hop skip and jump from Paddington Station, London. some of us have come up in the world. :) we’re here. the sky is dreary and the skyline is ahump with Victorian brick chimneys and i am tired […]

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Tuesday, April 24th, 2007

away from here

from the expressions on their faces, can you tell which of these beautiful people (each of whom share half my genetic material, oh yes) is traipsing off to London tomorrow? yep, it’s the one with the lip on. kids sure are ungrateful these days. my mother, aside from a trip to Disneyland in 1961 – […]

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Saturday, April 21st, 2007

the birthday boy

a year. a whole year. Oscar, baby boy, you are one year old. it feels dreamily like yesterday or maybe last week that i went into labour, mama Cheshire Cat sitting smugly through the evening’s book club, timing my contractions, breathing most cleansingly. all my earth mother zen flew out the window in the car […]

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Wednesday, April 18th, 2007

i’m in ur internetz, dictating ur speechez

to those behind the “one day blog silence” idea, while i find the events at VT terribly sad, and your intent to respect, reflect on, and empathize with “victims of our world” a noble one, your unilateral declaration of a random “one day blog silence” is really pretty shocking. before making grand, sweeping declarations of […]

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Wednesday, April 18th, 2007

i don’t like mondays

i haven’t said anything about the Virginia Tech shootings on Monday, until now, because i haven’t known what to say. there is the obvious…it is a horrible tragedy. again. there is something grievously wrong with our North American society that young men keep shooting up their classmates and then themselves. my heart breaks for all […]

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Tuesday, April 17th, 2007

one sick mother (and child)

the ick has come to our house. and it seems to want to stay. it is not a welcome guest. it has brought snot and coughing, instead of a nice Shiraz. i am not a fan of snot and coughing, particularly my own…and i’m the one who’s worst flattened by this particular ick. green and […]

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Saturday, April 14th, 2007

i sing the body electric

i heard once that it takes seven years for a body to completely regenerate its cells…that every seven years, we become – on the physical, cellular level – an entirely new person. i also heard, more recently, that each child a woman has carried leaves a cellular trace within her body forever, altering her own […]

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Friday, April 13th, 2007

the taxman cometh

uhoh Originally uploaded by oscarcormier. …and he ain’t looking cheery. i hate taxes. they make me sweat. they make me feel inept, and vulnerable, and sneaky, all in one…tax time for me is like a once-yearly revisitation by that power-mad seventh grade teacher who used to hiss at me and banish me to the hall […]

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