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Monday, October 24, 2011

Fuck Your Book Club

I've been trying to get myself invited into a book club for years. (Whatever, don't invite me into your club now. It's too late.) Logic would dictate that I should just start my own club but I'm too lazy. And I'd probably be too lazy to read the whole book. And if I'm being honest here, I don't really think anyone would want to be in my book club. Lest we forget, I was an English Major. That annoying kind that thrived on discussing literature and metaphor and allusions. Clearly this is still my passion.

So I came across this post last week on A Cup of Jo. I love her "articles club" idea!

love me some magazines- they are such a manageable commitment and I am all about managing expectations here. We currently have Vanity Fair, GQ, Travel & Leisure, sitting atop our fridge. I don't know why the top of the fridge is the defacto magazine holding area.

Check out the comments in that post for some more article suggestions. Have you read any good articles lately?

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ericaOctober 24, 2011 at 5:30 PM
i have been subscribing to esquire literally since we came home from columbia (after the then-publisher spoke to us) and i am forever enamored of the articles therein.

my favorites over the past few years:

http://www.esquire.com/features/abortion-doctor-warren-hern-0909?click=main_sr

http://www.esquire.com/features/william-petit-case-0611?click=main_sr

http://www.esquire.com/features/ESQ0903-SEP_FALLINGMAN?click=main_sr and then the followup: http://www.esquire.com/the-side/feature/the-falling-man-10-years-later-6406030?click=main_sr

http://www.esquire.com/features/steven-kazmierczak-0808?click=main_sr

http://www.esquire.com/features/ESQ0606BESLAN_140?click=main_sr

http://www.esquire.com/features/joplin-tornado-stories-1011?click=main_sr

and this one from GQ:
http://www.gq.com/cars-gear/gear-and-gadgets/201002/warning-cell-phone-radiation
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ericaOctober 24, 2011 at 5:33 PM
i am sorry those aren't clickable links!
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ericaOctober 24, 2011 at 5:47 PM
this one too (GET A TISSUE):

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/10/16/opinion/sunday/notes-from-a-dragon-mom.html

and this one (not really a dog story, more of a framework, per se, since I know you aren't an animal person):

http://www.thebark.com/content/zuzu-lives

and this one (which is more of a dog story, kind of, but still moving and i think this woman is a great writer):

http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/03/23/my-dog-days-are-over/?scp=2&sq=putting%20dog%20to%20sleep&st=cse

OK i will stop now!
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My "Enough Talking/More Doing" List

Consume smaller amount of new goods. Before buying something new, look at 2nd hand stores and craigslist, freecycle, eBay, etc.
Create a 'workshop' in the house
Eat more organic/natural foods and less processed foods. DONE: Thanks to garden and bday gift of Boston Organics.
Find a way to work in tropical location for the month of January
Go back to St. John. DONE. UPDATE: Try and get back to St. John every 2.5 years.
Go on one girls weekend a year
Grow a successful garden. DONE. Semi-successful home and community garden.
Lose the last baby lbs. DONE. UPDATED: Keep off baby lbs.
Run a 5K. DONE. UPDATE: Run a 5K every year.
Take a photo composition class
Try something new every month.
Wear more sunscreen this summer. DONE- wore 30 mostly all summer.

Non-Facebook 25ish Things

When I was 20, I traveled to Grenada in the West Indies. I didn't know where exactly it was until I saw a map in the airport.
To date, I've had 7 surgeries- 4 knee, 1 back, 1 wisdom teeth, 1 c-section. Fortunately and unfortunately I enjoy painkillers.
On my wedding day, a black cat crossed our path and hung around for photos. Is that a bad omen?
My daughter is named (her middle name) after my sister. My nephew is named after me. That makes me smile.
My husband and daughter are tall, thin, and have curly hair. Sufficed to say, I am the complete opposite.
I've never been pulled over. I've now cursed myself. UPDATE: I was pulled over for speeding on 4/22. Got off with just a warning. Thank you, kind officer.
I've been to Crackow, Poland. Its just as grey as you picture it.
My baby is 1/4 Polish/Russian Jew, 1/4 Azorean Portuguese, 1/4 Ecuadorian, 1/16 Frech Canadian, 1/16 Scottish, 1/16 Irish, and 1/16 British (I think).
I've been in therapy on and off for about 10 years. I am currently 'on.'
I've always been afraid of traveling to the moon. I know, its irrational, but for some reason, I've always imagined that travel to the moon would become normal in my lifetime and I'd be pressured to go and that scares me to no end. That scene from Apollo 13 where they're in the space shuttle and see the face of the moon for the first time terrifies me.
I'm a Cancer so I hold a sick grudge. Its not a good personality trait.
My parents divorced when I was 11. I haven't seen/talked to my father in 15 years. That's a longer story for a longer day.
I was at Disney World when I was 13, I saw Nitro and Gemini from American Gladiators.
I have an unhealthy relationship with peanut butter. It is banned from my house.
I hate scary movies and roller coasters. I hate everything that makes my heart stop... its really just taking precious moments off the end of my life.
I get a rush out of condensing things. Like putting things into smaller tuppeware containers. Its odd, I know.
I don't own an iPod. I don't know how to download music. I don't have a Facebook profile. I'm surprised Blogger allowed me to have a Blog.
I can't really remember many details of my childhood. The one that I do remember happened when I was in the 1st grade. A girl across from me at the lunch table was playing with a packet of tartar sauce. It exploded like a cannon and shot into my butt-long hair. Have you ever tried to wipe tartar sauce out of your hair? It leaves its essence behind.
I can eat an entire cheese pizza without batting an eyelash. I'm both proud and ashamed of that fact.
I am really adept at catching things w/ one hand. 2 hands is another story.
I am NOT an animal person. Recently my husband told me, completely deadpan, that he would have re-considered marrying me if I was truly an animal person. Guess I lucked out.
I am named after my paternal great-grandmother.
5 years ago, when my sister was 27, she battled and beat breast cancer. She's my hero.
1 week after college graduation, I traveled with my husband (then boyfriend) to Thailand for a month.

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