Category Archives: Culture

Our family’s Christmas rituals

I was reading an article tody about the power of ritual -specifically, about holiday rituals. I know most of us don’t think of what we do at this time of year as “ritual” – it’s just the stuff we do at every Christmas. But isn’t that what rituals are? After all, we’re creatures of habit…

Grace in small things

I don’t talk much about 9-11, either here on my blog or with folks in real life. Ray and I, although we talk about almost anything, have never really talked about it either; about how it made/makes us feel, every September 11; on anything to do with it beyond the most run-of-the-mill stuff. I think…

Call it like you see it

Tonight I read a powerful post by Kate Harding, entitled “On Good Kids and Fucking Assholes.” In it, she talkes about the recent suicide of college student Tyler Clementi following Dharun Ravi’s and Molly Wei’s nonconsentual recording of him having sex, and then inviting friends to watch the video. She pulls no punches in calling…

I don’t understand

The one where I wonder why we love the appalling.

Open Letter to Thierry Mugler

The one with the open letter to Thierry Mugler.

“Firing” a co-worker

The one where I fire someone.

Why football sucks

The one where I talk about how much football, well, sucks.

Calling you out

The one where I rant about morons.

Like/Do not like

The one where I talk about what I like. And some stuff I don’t.

Things I love

The one with the links to places I like.

Installment #2 of boob-talk: Pop quiz!

The one where I talk about last night’s boob-fest. AGAIN. But hey, I post a pic of Fergie! So, woo!

I ain’t touchin’ that thing with my bare hands

The one where I discover a brand-new “sport”.

To brighten your Friday

The one with the crazy dude.

Sneak attack, or: Goodbye, John Hughes

It’s funny sometimes, what affects us when we aren’t paying attention. And then when we least expect it, WHAM! We’re sitting in the bathroom trying to compose ourselves because our husband wouldn’t really understand and if he saw us getting emotional over some dude we never even MET before; he might start to worry that…

Hollywood comes to Chatham, NY

As you might imagine, we don’t get too much excitement in this neck of the woods (literally – I live in the woods). The rain this summer has been the biggest story (which is understandable, since it’s rained almost every single day since May, and has caused some massive flooding damage). So when Ang Lee…

I'm gonna be famous!

Ok, maybe not famous. But I am being interviewed tonight by Karl Erikson (Twitter username @karlerikson) on his Secondhand Radio Show on Talkshoe! It promises to be a fun conversation, all about me, me, ME (meaning, it took about 30 seconds for me to decide to do it)! You can listen here. C’mon, listen, it’ll…

Vampire Rules

A little backstory for those who come here via other routes than Twitter. A few days ago, Bunker Hubs and I were watching Blade 3 (no, he did not pick it out – I did). As we were watching (and thinking, Oh Wesley, why didn’t you stop at 2?), I started thinking about all the…

Still more things you didn't know about me

A new friend made me realize that there are some pretty big pieces of my past that I haven’t shared with my lovely, devoted readers (yes, you are lovely and devoted. Just roll with it). So without (much) further ado, here it is: 1. When I was 24, I began competitive dancing. No, not ballroom…

My favorite artist

I know that those of you who read this blog are hungry, nay, ravenous for more information about me. I can’t blame you; I am a vastly fascinating person. I was perusing the web somewhat randomly this evening, when I came across a painting by my favorite modern artist, Tito. His Blue Madonna is on…

A (not so) thunderous finish

As is true of so many things in life, my brief-but-spectacular trip to the magical world of moviemaking has come to an end. I received a call today from the casting office; it began with them asking if I could work tomorrow and Tuesday, which I confirmed, but then they realized that I had been…