Thursday, January 31, 2008

Book signing tonight!

Center for Women on Cannon Street, free, 5-7pm.

There will be food. And books. And me.

If you're in Charleston, stop by!

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

MIA....

I have been, yes. I'm not quite ready to discuss what's been going on in my personal life lately (please don't die from shock). I have become more reticent in the past few years, but this time it's because I'm saving all of it for book number two. If I blow it all here, what am I going to write about next? Politics? Already sick of it. Sex? I've had my "closed for business" sign out for a while now. My past? It's taken me years to finally get all of that buried in a tight little corner in the back of my brain for some therapist to try and ferret out when I'm 60. I'm having some new adventures, kids, and they are good ones.

We'll talk more soon, I promise. I miss you when I'm not here.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

The nephew turns three...


And he wanted to cut his own. Damn. Cake.

The Bob the Builder theme was his idea, not mine. If I had my way, he'd be wearing a dragon costume and I'd be dressed as a princess. But he likes to hammer and destroy, not play dress up.

And see what I mean about the hair? He was completely bald until he was two, and now I fear he may be mullet-bound.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Sibling secret languages...

I've always been fascinated by the secret language of twins (and siblings born close together). My mother had her daughters in pairs. My older sisters are 8 and 10 years older than I am and there's a two year age difference between me and my younger sister Katie.

Katie and I had what I think could be considered a secret language, or at least a language that meant something to us but that other people couldn't understand. We still use it from time to time. Katie used to sing a song whenever she had to use the restroom (because my mother thought it was crass to say "I have to pee"...or worse), so Katie sang "skidamarinkadinkadoodle" (I have no idea how one would spell that - it started when she was 3 or 4). It came from a song my grandmother used to sing to us. Later, we shortened it to just "doodle."

We used to make up meanings for words we heard and liked but didn't know what the definition was. At around 3 and 5 years old, we still took baths together and made shampoo horns from our hair and called each other "three-horned butler" and giggled hysterically. "Butler" was a funny word. Probably because it has the word "but" (or "butt") in it. I remember a moving day when we left Guam and we were playing between the boxes in the driveway. One was marked "sewing" (my mother sewed back then) and my sister spelled it out loud and asked me what it meant. I told her it was our "sea wings" - the rafts we used to use in the ocean water pool in our neighborhood. I just made it up, because even at 5 years old, I didn't like to admit I didn't know something. I could spell "together" when I was 5, but apparently not "sewing." Others: "Button jam" was a signal to flee. I can't explain that if I tried. "Peapie" meant "cute," later shortened to "peep."

My older sister Kristin and I still call each other "seester" instead of "sister." I don't know where that came from. She must have started that one. She also calls Katie "hoop" because her middle name is "hope." I can't think of any good examples of Kristin and Karen languages because the only thing I really remember about them is a lot of knock-down, drag out fights before Karen went to live with my grandmother when I was 6 or 7.

I love my sisters and that we're all still so close as adults. Unlike some of my friends, I actually look forward to holidays and family gatherings and the time we can spend together. They make me laugh like no-one else can. They were there for the whole show of our childhood and an outsider will never be able to understand us like we understand each other. They're the part of my "weird little world" that I didn't get to choose, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

And today is my nephew's third birthday (my sister Katie's son and the only boy in our family). He's our peep. And if Katie doesn't get his first haircut soon, he will also be our three-horned butler.

Monday, January 07, 2008

On the radio...

My first radio interview for Skirt! Rules for the Workplace will be tonight!

Details here. Listen and you get a free pass to mock me afterwards.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Since one of my New Year's Resolutions is to stop being so judgmental...

...I don't really have much to say. Scary, isn't it?

Since I'm no longer judging, I've decided that none of my ex-boyfriends are idiots, losers, or lame. They just weren't right for me.

Same for ex-friends. This one wasn't an insane pothead over-medicated new age freakshow. We just didn't "mesh." That one wasn't an overbearing pushy negative critical mess. She was just trying to help me when I didn't need it. I wasn't at a point in my life where I could "receive her feedback." And that other one. He wasn't a pseudo-intellectual immature needy manipulative starf*cker. He was just one of those people who groove harder on discussing their grandiose plans then actually executing them. Nothing wrong with that.

I really feel like I'm on the road to a New Me in 2008. I made my usual mega-resolution list (more on that here): "Clean Slate in 2008" consists of 108 mega/uber/micro resolutions. I'll share more throughout the month, along with my progress.

But no judgment, people!
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