I’m blogging again.
You knew I’d come back if you just waited long enough, didn’t you? I’m that kinda girl.
I’m over at serahrose.com
I’ve been there for a while, but only posting about my career. Bo-ring.
So now you can join me for more interesting things, like parenting my very independent kid (who’s almost 4. yowsa!), cooking for my absurdly sensitive stomach, pretending to be a runner, my theatrical adventures, and becoming a non-profit leader (didn’t think you’d avoid all career stuff now did you?).
So, head on over and click the little orange subscribe button.
And, just so you know, you have approximately three months to get your fill of this blog as standing and then the archives will vanish from your viewing pleasure until you decide to buy the book. You think I’m kidding? No, I don’t have a book deal. Good grief, who’d want to buy this stuff? But, it’ll be in book format anyways. Just in case.
See you over at the new place.
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Because I miss you.
You can still find me.
Blogging about Hamlet, in which I have the title role.
Go check it out. Not quite mommy material and not quite as poetic. But an okay read, nonetheless.
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I have been toying with closing this blog down for several months.
It was my life line when my marriage fell apart.
And then it became a way to write creatively and explore my budding love of photography.
And now it feels like a burden.
I want to bring you great stories, but I’ve been so happy living my life that whenever I think “ah, this needs to be blogged” I promptly forget what it was I wanted to blog.
I want to be open to comments, but my last round of abusive commenting provoked me to remove my favorite list from this blog because I’m not sure I can handle another such attack.
I want to stay. But I’m learning to balance my online time with my real-time. And this means far more real-time than online time. And, frankly, I like it that way.
So every couple of weeks I make the decision to say farewell. And then a few days later, I change my mind.
And this would be why I’ve been posting so rarely.
Needless to say, I’m still undecided.
But, I am not undecided about my other blog. The one that is even more neglected than this one. I’ll be posting far more over there, for certain, because the thing that has me preoccupied is my transition into a position of artistic leadership. I’m learning a lot and I feel it’s important to share. I hope, if I fail here, you will at least follow me over there.
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Avi: Mama, do only boys have wifes?
unusually long pause as I consider the best answer. do i use this moment to talk about the right to marriage? legaleeze and politics? or do i provide her the labels and hope that by the time she is grown, this right really will exist no matter where she lives. i opt for the latter.
Mama: No. When two women love each other, than can get married and call each other wife. If two men get married, they call each other husband. When a man and woman marry, they call each other husband and wife. And then there’s people like me and Dada who aren’t married at all so we don’t have a husband or wife.
Avi: Oh. (and she laughs. she finds this last part about J and I funny.)
and then we stop talking and listen to “The Fisherman and his Wife” in silence. a poor man badgered by his greedy wife who wants everything for nothing. they end up in a hovel after all.
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In the car.
Mama: I had four cats when I was a little girl! My favorite was Puffy.
Avi: I like Puffy. I want to meet Puffy.
Mama: I’m sorry, honey. They’re not around anymore; they died when I was a kid.
Avi: What is died?
Mama: Well, animals and people only live for a while. When they’re done living their life, they die. We say goodbye and tell them we love them. And I believe, not everyone does, but I believe their spirit turns into a new animal or person. Every animal and person has a spirit.
A couple days later, cuddling in bed.
Avi: I want this…I want this to be always…
Mama: You want to cuddle forever?
Avi: I want this to be forever. I don’t want us to be spirits.
Mama: Oh, honey, don’t worry. You have plenty of life ahead of you. Mama’s not going anywhere. We won’t be spirits for a long time.
And it was with saying this to my child that I finally believed it myself.
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A few weeks ago, I read another Lousia May Alcott book. The heroine was adorably sweet, as usual. She said something, though, that stuck.
When you’re having a bad day, do something nice for someone else.
I tried it last week.
I was in a foul mood. Really foul. The kind of foul that sits and stinks and just fuels itself even thought you can’t find where it all began.
So I sorted my roommate’s embroidery thread. She was starting some cross-stitch projects and had the jumble of floss piled up on her desk. I made her some cards and sorted it out by color and shade. It didn’t take long. But the act of doing it was long enough to breath and focus on someone else. I felt much better, and did something nice at the same time.
Hopefully, next time I’m in a funk, I’ll remember to try it again.
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My mom and I presented at naeyc this year. We decided to bring Avi with us since it was only an hour presentation during a four-day conference.
We drove the car and shuttle to the airport, hopped the plane, took a shuttle to the train station, climbed aboard the train, and finally took a taxi to the hotel. Sounds typical, right? Well, it’s extra exciting for a three year old.
I’m starting to play with video…so here you go:
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