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My Rock N’ Roll Lifestyle

November 19, 2009

Tomorrow I am going to be on a local television show.
Like, in about seven hours. I should, in fact, be sleeping, but I have a long relationship with wake-up anxiety. You know, when you’re hyper-aware of the time: I should be sleeping! I have to get up in seven hours! Five hours! Two hours! Fuck [...]

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Up Late

November 13, 2009

I can’t sleep.
Mr. C is out of town for the evening, and I find slumber elusive when he’s not here. I’m watching late-night TV, meandering around the Internet, sneaking milk chocolate-covered caramels furtively, looking over my shoulder even though no one is here to see me.
The children are asleep in their beds. The Poo fell [...]

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New Eyes

October 28, 2009

She is slight, with curly blond hair and a wide smile. She is soft-spoken and modest and has the air of a girl sheltered from the ugliness of the world.
I show her into the family room. I am embarrassed by the stains on the carpet and damp with perspiration from a frantic, last-minute attempt to [...]

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Fiercely

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I’m tired, so tired. But she looks at me, crazy quilt pulled up to her chin.
Just one song? Stay for one song, Mama.
I see myself in the kitchen, standing at the laptop, pounding out 300 words of drivel as she twirls around me.
Read to me, Mama?
No.
Sing with me, Mama?
No.
Can we make brownies, Mama?
No.
I’m busy.
I hate [...]

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Teeter-Totter

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Tuesday found me in my pajamas at noon—face unwashed, teeth unbrushed, I read an email cross-legged on my unmade bed while The Babyman pulled jewelry and discarded price tags off my bureau.
Why not try to call the guy?
I chewed a finger, looked at the laundry on the floor. The guy in question was a famous [...]

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Tomorrow I Will …

October 12, 2009

… not wear yoga pants.
… dry my hair.
… put all the laundry away.
… meet my deadlines early.
… not watch TV when The Babyman naps.
…. show up on time to pick up The Poo from school.
… bake bread.
… spot clean the couch.
… eat a healthy breakfast.
… stay away from Twitter.
… finish my my project for this [...]

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A Stitch In Time

May 6, 2008

My mother made me a skirt to wear on my twelfth birthday.
My parents took me out – alone, without my sister and brother – to a very fancy grown-up dinner at a restaurant with white cloth napkins and tablecloths. I ordered baked ziti (still my favorite to this day) and afterward, we went to a [...]

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