I always cook for three or four and eat it. I live alone and most people wonder why I just don't cook for one. But why cook for one if I can.... eat the rest???? Is this the wrong way of thinking???
So this may be revealing my dorkiness (I kid, we're all dorks here), but ALL I can ever think of when I read this woman's name is Norepinephrine. Yes, that's right, the stress hormone.
what i like to do when i am tired and i have the afternoon to myself to do nothing:
1. order sushi for two people (although once they sent three sets of chopsticks and i was sad)
2. take off my pants
3. watch til debt do us part
4. make ill-advised purchases on the internet
5. fall asleep with no alarm
6. feel very impressed with myself
@funzette: Oh my word, I thought I was the only one who takes great offense in the number of utensils given to me by delivery. Although, I have been known to order two diet cokes if I'm feeling especially ravenous, so as not to have the restaurant judge me.
@schweppes:
sometimes i ask for extra cutlery in order to throw them off. i want them to think i'm having a great time with some friends on a thursday afternoon.
i know they know my game. the no pants and desperate bag-grabbing give it away.
@funzette: what about when you order cake at a restaurant and it comes with two forks? I'm not sharing and you can't make me, restaurant! If my friend/partner/eating companion had wanted cake he/she would have ordered it!!
"I had an entire marriage that I mainly only remember Rice-A-Roni from."
Wow, I can imagine so much about this ill-fated marriage from this one sentence. Loneliness, hopelessness, everything you see in Betty Draper's eyes every time someone brings up frozen food.
@Mary McCarthyite: About whom she said (losely cloaked in fiction in Heartburn) that he was so horny he'd make love to a venetian blind. I never really understood that but it makes for some horrible mental pictures.
I think Ayelet is getting a major bad rap on here, and I'm kind of surprised about it. She didn't build her career on talking about her family, she already had several books out before this article and the book it was contained in hit the stands, and she's saying a lot of things that make absolute sense. She doesn't want to give up her sex life for her kids? She's still in love with her husband (who happens to be hilarious and awesome)? She's not afraid to share her thoughts, despite the fury she calls out in stay-at-home mombots (and, apparently, Jezebel moms, too), and we're dragging her across the coals, again? Why? She's rejecting the perfect June Cleaver thing? I reject that too! I think most of the readers of Jezebel reject it - so why the vitriol? In most ways she's a total Jezebel herself, and she's a very normal person in real life. I am probably too late on this post for any real conversation...I wish I'd come earlier.
Ayelet is just a whiner. She whine about everything except her husband, instead she just whine that no one loves their husband as much as she does, how horrid, boo hoo.
It has it's downsides, but being a mother is ace. Chubby cheeks to kiss, feet to nom and that big smile like you are the funniest person ever.
Well, I'm not entirely clear on why we're not allowed to drink, and it seems rather sketchy to me to contemplate the question of which you love more, husband or children, but I agree with her about the June Cleaver/more toxic issue. We've had a lot of talk on here about our obligation--not right--to do it all. Those without kids feel pressure to have them; those without a career feel pressure to have one (I know I do); those with both feel pressure to choose one or the other (and have people say hateful things to them like, "why'd you have children to put them in day care?"). I know what I'd like best is to see more women come out with a "fuck all of this; I am who I am" attitude, instead of going all panicky about whether they're doing it wrong. Reality isn't about who's doing what right. It's about what people actually do. So why should we be ashamed of doing what we do? We all do what we can to get by. It's a hard, dirty job. Anyone who thinks it's easy is welcome to enjoy it, but I refuse to lie to myself or anyone else about finding it difficult.
@TheFormerJuneBronson: I like you and think you are a damn smart lady. This is how I try to be as a mom. I think I am doing the best I can for the SpaceToddler and if you, anonymous lady at the zoo, want to judge me, then you must also want a sock in the mouth. First I gotta put down my beer though.
@Spaceman Bill Leah: Thank you very much! You couldn't have said it to me on a better day. I went from job 1 to job 2 to class in the evening, and kissed my son goodnight after he'd already gone to sleep. They can call me a lousy mom, but they can't accuse me of sitting on my ass!
I'll tell you this: if I'd been the mom upthread who got crap from someone for buying diet Coke, I'd be typing this from prison right now, because I'll cut anyone who gets between me and the diet Coke. With all the misery and depravity in the world, that's what this person can't abide in another human being? Priorities, people.
@TheFormerJuneBronson: I've barely even lurked today, and will be on a weekend trip with friends starting tomorrow morning (woohoo! G & Ts are sure to be involved! Even for me!) but I saw that you posted this not too long ago and SO, I wanted to make sure you know how cool I find you! Reality isn't about who's doing what right. It's about what people actually do." Man alive, I don't believe that truer words have ere been spoke. I am going to have to needlepoint that on my pillow (right under what PrettyNotPretty's grandma always said: "You're alive until you're not. Keep going til you're dead," and, of course "What is this fuckery?")
You rock, and I hope you get a good night's sleep! It sounds like you earned it today for sure.
@BlondeGrlz: you're wrong it does, also you can never have fun again and must now spend your life baking and pureeing organic crap into bowls while telling everyone how your life has been changed by the arrival of your little angel. Haven't you got the memo, they must have fucked up delivering it too you. Honestly you just can't get the delivery staff these days.
One of my earliest memories (from the early 70s) is my Mom and the neighbor Moms all sitting on the front stoop sharing a joint while all the neighborhood kids played aroudn them. I know it was a joint b/c I asked her what it was and she told me. (My brother was still nursing then). Other memories from the same era include me and my best friend dancing to the Rolling Stones "Let's Spend the Night Together" in between all of our dancing drunk ass parents who were passing around a jug of that cheap wine that came in a green bottle with a straw wrapping back and forth.
Both my brother and I grew up happy, healthy, sucessful, blah blah blah, and we're super close to our parents.
When I see my friends now freaking out about perfect Mom-ming, pump and dumping, only "appropriate" content and behavior around the kids, etc. etc., I'm really happy that my hippy Mom didn't have to deal with all that crap -- she snuck in her parenting in a pretty good time between the Feminine Mystique and helicopter parenting.
I'm also glad there seem to be a healthy number of moms ignoring the hype on Jezebel. That's a rarity in the NY yuppie world I live in!
@fitta: yay for your mum btw. I completely remember being abandoned under coats at drunk parties as a child and loving it as we ran wild around drunk adults at long sunday lunches. Certainly I don't see the point in this whole 'oh no children are the centre of the universe' style of parenting that's in fashion in New York right now. My daughter's lovely but I'm not going to spend the entire meal being dictated too by her as an example.
@fitta: Stories like this one make me glad I grew up in a household with a completely relaxed attitude about alcohol--never drunkenness, but also never abstaining. It was just a complete nonissue. My parents didn't smoke (pot or anything else), but they certainly weren't anything like what we're expected to be now. I remember a while back, we talked on here about an article that expressed horror at moms having cocktails together while their kids playdated, and I was just flummoxed. Do we stop being functioning adults when we have kids?! I certainly didn't, and I'll cut anyone who tries to tell me I should have.
The first time I read anything Ayelet Waldman had written it was in the Vulture Reading Room and she was railing against Wetlands and everyone who enjoyed it.
@lynxwings: to be fair Wetlands is really badly written, in my personal opinion. It just struck me as a little try hard although it raises some good points.
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I often cook for 2 (or 4) and put the rest in the freezer, if I can stop myself from eating all.
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This makes me feel better about being a culinary glutton.
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1. order sushi for two people (although once they sent three sets of chopsticks and i was sad)
2. take off my pants
3. watch til debt do us part
4. make ill-advised purchases on the internet
5. fall asleep with no alarm
6. feel very impressed with myself
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sometimes i ask for extra cutlery in order to throw them off. i want them to think i'm having a great time with some friends on a thursday afternoon.
i know they know my game. the no pants and desperate bag-grabbing give it away.
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Wow, I can imagine so much about this ill-fated marriage from this one sentence. Loneliness, hopelessness, everything you see in Betty Draper's eyes every time someone brings up frozen food.
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@NefariousNewt: Her ex-husband was Carl Bernstein
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It has it's downsides, but being a mother is ace. Chubby cheeks to kiss, feet to nom and that big smile like you are the funniest person ever.
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I'll tell you this: if I'd been the mom upthread who got crap from someone for buying diet Coke, I'd be typing this from prison right now, because I'll cut anyone who gets between me and the diet Coke. With all the misery and depravity in the world, that's what this person can't abide in another human being? Priorities, people.
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You rock, and I hope you get a good night's sleep! It sounds like you earned it today for sure.
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Both my brother and I grew up happy, healthy, sucessful, blah blah blah, and we're super close to our parents.
When I see my friends now freaking out about perfect Mom-ming, pump and dumping, only "appropriate" content and behavior around the kids, etc. etc., I'm really happy that my hippy Mom didn't have to deal with all that crap -- she snuck in her parenting in a pretty good time between the Feminine Mystique and helicopter parenting.
I'm also glad there seem to be a healthy number of moms ignoring the hype on Jezebel. That's a rarity in the NY yuppie world I live in!
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Her kids are going to have issues.
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/sips Red Bull number 13 of the day.