It seems like I haven't had a nice, quiet weekend at home, with no huge activities planned (travel,horse show, etc) in ages.
Jane and Henry came home from the beach, but Elliot is staying another weekw ith his Granju grandparents and cousins. I literally have a physical longing for him. But I am really glad to have H and J home. Both have had pals over this weekend, and the house has the noise and activity that makes me happy. Right now Jane has cousins Eleanor and Mac in her room and they are apparently creating a play which they will show me soon.
So far this weekend, I've gotten a good start knitting a baby blanket for my expected-in-July niece/nephew, weeded the flower garden, found two cool, old wingchairs on the side of the road and hauled them home (with help from my aver patient bro in law), done grocery shopping at Food Co-Op, made a huge pot of curried lentils and rice that we've been munching on all weekend, and done numerous loads of laundry. This all feels incredibly satisfying. I like home.
Jane also taught me her special recipe for creamed spinach which SHE (age 10) made up and which was - bar none - the best creamed spinach I've ever tasted. Unbelievably tasty.
Only four days until Bonnaroo! I am getting very excited. I need to get organized and make sure I have my gear, etc all lined up.
I continue to be amazed that I actually get PAID to go write about the best music festival in the country.
Bands I am most looking forward to seeing:
Beck
Steve Earle
Tom Petty
Ben Folds
Matt Costa
Elvis Costello
Seu George
Bright Eyes
Death Cab for Cutie
World Party
Cypress Hill
Nug Jug
Sunday
Saturday
viva la powerpop!!
I know it's not a popular view, but Ray Charles' music makes me want to retch.
Blech.
If I end up in hell, Satan will certainly make me listen to Ray Charles, blues music and "classic rock" on permashuffle.
Blech.
If I end up in hell, Satan will certainly make me listen to Ray Charles, blues music and "classic rock" on permashuffle.
whither marriage?
I've been single for four years now. That's hard to believe.
The first year, I was in complete and utter shock. I never imagined going on a DATE ever again, much less being in another relationship.
The second year, I started to notice what was going on around me a bit more and think I could maybe eventually date again. I swore I would NEVER marry again, though there were many things I missed a lot about being part of a married couple.
The third year, I dated a lot and had a really, really, REALLY good time and also discovered that having my own house, job, bank account, bed, and life - stuff I never had before moving in with my soon-to-be husband at age 21 - was pretty great in a lot of ways. I stopped envying married people and started noticing how unhappy many of the married people I know are. Or at least how much they complained about their spouses. I made several very special male friends who have become very important to me.
The fourth year, I started to slow down and think about the possibility that maybe I could be in a serious relationship again. I fell "in love" with a really, really unsuitable person who treated me terribly, and I got my heart broken. It was something that sort of had to happen before I could maybe really fall in love.
And now I find myself thinking that maybe I would like being married again. SOme days that scares me, but mostly because I worry that it's possible I'm just really, really bad at being somebody's wife or even their serious girlfriend. I'm terribly out of practice. I've gotten a bit set in my ways. I have discovered that I need regular time to myself. Are these things compatible with marriage?
The first year, I was in complete and utter shock. I never imagined going on a DATE ever again, much less being in another relationship.
The second year, I started to notice what was going on around me a bit more and think I could maybe eventually date again. I swore I would NEVER marry again, though there were many things I missed a lot about being part of a married couple.
The third year, I dated a lot and had a really, really, REALLY good time and also discovered that having my own house, job, bank account, bed, and life - stuff I never had before moving in with my soon-to-be husband at age 21 - was pretty great in a lot of ways. I stopped envying married people and started noticing how unhappy many of the married people I know are. Or at least how much they complained about their spouses. I made several very special male friends who have become very important to me.
The fourth year, I started to slow down and think about the possibility that maybe I could be in a serious relationship again. I fell "in love" with a really, really unsuitable person who treated me terribly, and I got my heart broken. It was something that sort of had to happen before I could maybe really fall in love.
And now I find myself thinking that maybe I would like being married again. SOme days that scares me, but mostly because I worry that it's possible I'm just really, really bad at being somebody's wife or even their serious girlfriend. I'm terribly out of practice. I've gotten a bit set in my ways. I have discovered that I need regular time to myself. Are these things compatible with marriage?
Friday
small things make me happy
Oh joy! As I type, my house is being thoroughly cleaned. It will be SUPERclean when I get home tonight, and before (big happiness!) the children come home tomorrow.
Have I mentioned I miss HenryJaneElliot?
Have I mentioned I miss HenryJaneElliot?
Thursday
i sold my new book
It's now a done deal.
I am very happy to report that I just heard from MY LITERARY AGENT, and SOFT SKULL PRESS, a very cool indie publisher, just acquired my proposal.
The book is called "Let Them Run With Scissors: How 'Over-Parenting' is Hurting Kids, Families and Culture" It will be released in 2007.
The advance is very modest, but I'm really looking forward to working with THIS PARTICULAR PUBLISHER. I think they will take good care of me and my book.
I'm psyched.
I am very happy to report that I just heard from MY LITERARY AGENT, and SOFT SKULL PRESS, a very cool indie publisher, just acquired my proposal.
The book is called "Let Them Run With Scissors: How 'Over-Parenting' is Hurting Kids, Families and Culture" It will be released in 2007.
The advance is very modest, but I'm really looking forward to working with THIS PARTICULAR PUBLISHER. I think they will take good care of me and my book.
I'm psyched.
monkey chow diaries
This guy is chronicling his attempt to exist ENTIRELY ON MONKEY CHOW.
It's strangely hilarious.
My favorite line: "No, it is not diet monkey chow. It is monkey chow diet. When monkeys need to lose weight, they are simply given less chow."
It's strangely hilarious.
My favorite line: "No, it is not diet monkey chow. It is monkey chow diet. When monkeys need to lose weight, they are simply given less chow."
missing them
Summer '05
Originally uploaded by kgranju.
My children are at the beach this week with their father and I miss them so much it hurts.
So I'll assuage the childlonging a bit by posting some of my fave beach photos of them from years past...
Wednesday
truly, madly, deeply
Ayelet Waldman wrote A VERY CONTROVERSIAL ESSAY last year in which she admitted that she loves her husband more than she loves her children.
I'm with her in the first half of the piece - about remaining romantically connected to the spouse after having a baby. I, too, was an (apparent) rarity among new mothers as someone who never stopped feeling, ahem, amorous toward the father of my children at any time.
But she loses me near the middle when she starts talking about how she could live without her children, but not without her husband.
Your thoughts on the essay?
I'm with her in the first half of the piece - about remaining romantically connected to the spouse after having a baby. I, too, was an (apparent) rarity among new mothers as someone who never stopped feeling, ahem, amorous toward the father of my children at any time.
But she loses me near the middle when she starts talking about how she could live without her children, but not without her husband.
Your thoughts on the essay?
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