Ritual Confessions

March 11, 2008

Last week’s Monday meme, borrowed from Corina

Filed under: Uncategorized — elissakaren @ 6:42 am

Thirteen things that crossed my mind this week: 

1. In response to a country song by Bucky Covington, A Different World, with the following lyrics:

We were born to mothers who smoked and drank/our cribs were covered in lead-based paint/no child-proof lids, no seat belts in cars/rode bikes with no helmets and still here we are/still here we are…

The thought that crossed my mind: Yes, and conveniently, your dead and brain-damaged peers aren’t in a position to weigh in on the subject.

2. I don’t think of myself as someone who is easily shocked. And I am shocked. Shocked! By what’s going down with Eliot Spitzer. I really thought that guy walked the walk.

3. I haven’t received a New Yorker in weeks. My subscription must have lapsed, or maybe it fell through the cracks with our address change. I’ll have to look into that.

4. My policy when I do the laundry is to fold all my own clothes, all of Charlotte’s clothes, and all of the joint household items like towels, sheets, etc. Until now, I’ve been letting Nick fold his own clothes. It occurs to me that folding his clothes as well would be a relatively small thing — a pain in the ass, sure, but the message it would send would probably outweigh the tedium. I’m going to start doing that.

5. The scenery around here — the mountains, the trees, the sunsets — all of it is breathtaking beyond words. I feel lucky to look at it every day.

6. It’s been forever since I’ve talked to my friend Joy. I need to call her sometime soon.

7. It’s also been forever since I’ve talked to my grandma. Her dementia makes talking to her very difficult and sad for me. I should do it anyway.

8. Within the next few weeks, I will be an aunt, Nick will be an uncle, and Charlotte will have a cousin.

9. I’m jealous of the people in the northeast and midwest who have been inundated with snow.

10. Mac is a dazzlingly handsome and endearing cat.

11. For some reason, the sex Nick and I had on the night of his birthday was probably the best it’s ever been.

12. My new favorite flavor of tea is black peach. It’s irresistible with half & half.

13. When I take the time, in the evening, to lay out Charlotte’s clothes for the following morning, getting her ready for school the next day is somehow light-years easier than when I don’t. That is, this simple act yields a payoff that seems wildly disproportionate to the effort. I highly recommend it to the mothers of young children. (It crosses my mind also that this is the kind of prattle I once thought I’d drink my own urine before I’d join in.)



  1. #13 applies to all kinds of things, not just kids and clothes. My morning seems much easier if I make my lunch the night before (on the days when I have to take a lunch somewhere). Everything is just more difficult and depressing before 7 AM, so the more you can do at night, the better.

    Comment by davidrochester — March 11, 2008 @ 1:49 pm

  2. I have noticed this also, and I think it’s because the morning rush combined with a still sleepy mind makes it difficult to remember where things are located, and to make simple decisions, like what shoes my daughter should wear with her red shirt today. When everything is planned out in advance there is nothing that can distract from the simple task of choosing clothes, and it makes the sleepy brain work that much less to get things accomplished until it’s ready to wake up fully.

    Comment by Square1 — March 13, 2008 @ 3:23 pm

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