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Asymmetrical Mother: June 2011
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Monday, June 20, 2011. Pink and blue bicycle bought off of kijiji: 5$. Training wheels : 16.90$. Bicycle bell : 4$. Children's soccer shoes bought off kijiji : 7$. Monday, June 20, 2011. Sunday, June 19, 2011. The path and the well. Perhaps if I rest here a few hours, a few days, I will learn the value of being sad. In the meantime I listen to Mercedes Sosa. Sunday, June 19, 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). What I do when I should be doing something else.
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Asymmetrical Mother: February 2011
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Saturday, February 19, 2011. Yesterday morning, an unseasonably rainy day in February:. Me: D-, look, it's raining! D-: Yay. It's spring. It's spring! Me: Well, it might not be spring yet. Winter might come back. D-: Mummy, winter, spring, summer, fall. Me: Well, yes but maybe winter isn't ready to go yet. D- (starting to get irritated): Mummy, it's raining, it's spring. Me: I'm just saying-. D-: Mummy, it's not winter, spring, winter! Saturday, February 19, 2011.
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Asymmetrical Mother: Black head
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Saturday, September 10, 2011. Henna has a long use in my family. I have hennaed my hair about every colour, and have fond memories of my mother with a plastic bag on her head, green goo sliding down her neck as she renewed the red that was hers for years. And it will look horrid growing out, that black tips with brown roots look that girls working the cash at the pharmacy seem to favour. Saturday, September 10, 2011. Follow your creative bliss. Oh my oh my! I didnt...
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Asymmetrical Mother: September 2011
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Saturday, September 10, 2011. Henna has a long use in my family. I have hennaed my hair about every colour, and have fond memories of my mother with a plastic bag on her head, green goo sliding down her neck as she renewed the red that was hers for years. And it will look horrid growing out, that black tips with brown roots look that girls working the cash at the pharmacy seem to favour. Saturday, September 10, 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A reader practices w...
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Asymmetrical Mother: After skating
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Sunday, January 29, 2012. The menu was handwritten on a piece of paper. The waiter slash cook slash ambiance-maker was a young guy, with a thick Island accent. "How you doin', mon? He asked D-. D- looked at him blankly then said, "I want some juice.". I want your badge number" at the police outside. He went out to discuss this with them. D- tried the fish. I drank my soda. She asked. "Who is the salad for? Thank you," said D-. Sunday, January 29, 2012. A reader pra...
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Asymmetrical Mother: December 2010
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Saturday, December 25, 2010. Christmas is often an odd time of year for me. I tend to be consumed by envy with the idea that everyone else but me is having a perfect Norman Rockwell Christmas. I bemoan my small, irreligious but lovely family. I have made peace with the shape of my family, with the planets, the stars and the comets, the seeds and the roots. I hope you do, too. Saturday, December 25, 2010. Monday, December 20, 2010. Keeping up with the Joneses. 1965)...
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Asymmetrical Mother: Fail
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Saturday, January 28, 2012. D- didn't into the gifted school. Over two hundred and fifty kids apply to get into the kindergarten class each year. Twenty are accepted. I didn't really expect him to get in, but for one gleaming moment, I did. That moment of hope made the letter of rejection that much harder to read. It happened like this:. D- came back, cagey about what the test consisted of. "Did they ask you math questions? No "Was it hard? My son had made it past ...
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Asymmetrical Mother: Hammer in the morning
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Tuesday, August 23, 2011. Hammer in the morning. I called the city and tried to ask intelligent questions but ended up blurting out, "But why replace perfectly good sidewalks with new ones? And why before 7 am in the summer? In the meantime, I need to get away from my house. Tuesday, August 23, 2011. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). What I do when I should be doing something else. Follow your creative bliss. Saturday in the park. Hammer in the morning.
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Asymmetrical Mother: August 2011
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Saturday, August 27, 2011. Saturday in the park. It is one of the last days of summer. Sharp, cool mornings turn into hot days. Hurricane Irene is making her way up the coast. Soon, it'll be wet and even colder. Goodbye summer. Hello fall. I opened the first page and noticed someone standing to my right. A tall man, in coke-bottle glasses and a black, sleeveless shirt. "Trouvez-vous quarante et seule? He asked me. "Quoi? Saturday, August 27, 2011. The answers were ...
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Asymmetrical Mother: January 2011
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Mothering. Reading. Writing. Observing. Sunday, January 16, 2011. Houllebecq sucks, or why horny white men should not travel. 2001), and saw Les elements particulaire. The film was shit. The book even worse (more on that later). Then today, I read an interesting article on tattoo culture by Mark Greif (wait, the connection is coming), got curious about him (some literary guy out of NYC) and looked up some other things that he had written. I read a review. He wrote in 2003 of Houllebecq's Platform. Follow...
