Prosaic Paradise

It’s rare that you ask someone to cut your hair and they do exactly what you want stylishly and accurately, in a way you can maintain. Very, very rare. But I waited long enough and my patience was rewarded. This was my hair before. This is what I asked for – a kind of a […]

For Genie’s latest challenge she asked her readers/fellow bloggers to write up a post about what we love about our bodies. “Oh, what a lark!” I thought. “I won’t be doing that!” I thought. But loyalty got the better of me, so here goes. I’m not one for spending a bunch of time listing my […]

This has certainly been a week of weirdness. For one thing, this is the longest Jack has left me alone in the house since we moved in. Sure, I often run off without him to do things he would find boring or what have you, but it doesn’t work the other way around, Jack being […]

This weekend I got to see one of my oldest friends Genie in the flesh. I love this, because sometimes the internet doesn’t cut it. Lately she’s been my independent blogging inspiration but this weekend she just got to be my friend. We talked shit about shit, which brought up relationships. Genie said something like: […]

Yeah, it’s a classic song, and if you don’t know it, just read. I am particularly fond of the Judy Collins version. But this post is about thinking about how I spend my time, since sometimes it seems like I don’t understand why I don’t have time for the things I enjoy. I was looking […]

I really set myself up for failure in 2008; I had all sorts of very rigid ideas about how to conduct myself, which was pretty ironic considering I hadn’t conducted myself that way at all in 2007 but had been really, really happy. I think at the time I felt I had a ball rolling […]