What’s next…
For the past however long, I’ve been working on stealth knitting and haven’t been able to show you even a stitch of it. You’ve been very patient, really you have. I know how you all lie awake at night, wondering, …
Something I don
Walking down the street in Park Slope with Billy and the baby on Saturday night. Passing us, a middle-aged woman, short hair and glasses, crying, holding a slice of cake in a plastic container. Walking with her, a younger woman, …
I think he likes chocolate
The topping I used for the milk-free cupcakes (not vegan. I opted for a recipe that called for eggs) wasn’t a messy, smeary frosting, so I’m sorry to those of you who’d been hoping for the traditional baby cake face. …
The difference between one week and one year
When you point a camera at a one-week-old baby, you get this: When you point a camera at a one-year-old baby you get this: Happy, happy birthday, my sweet baby boy! (And a very happy birthday to your birthday twin …
The Last Summer of the World
My dear, dear friend Emily Mitchell’s debut novel, The Last Summer of the World, comes out on June 18th. I’m lucky enough to be one of Emily’s draft readers, so got to see this book develop from extremely promising early …
The madcap adventures of Cari Dogsstealyarn
All kinds of adventures lately. (And before I launch into them, let me say that I loved finding out what everyone’s reading this summer, will definitely be following in some of your reading footsteps, and plan to post an alphabatized …
Summer reading
A few years ago, you and I, my dear readers, compiled a list of our favorite books. I found some great books on that list that I hadn’t read. Now I’m wondering what you’re reading right now, or what you …
Mustard seeds
Reading through your comments on the last post, Billy and I were reminded of the story of the Buddha and the mustard seed. Thanks to all of you.
yarzheit
My father died fourteen years ago today. He was only fifty years old. Last night I held my nearly one-year-old son as I lit a yarzheit candle. I couldn’t help but think that this isn’t how things were supposed to …