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Rue de Constantine, Paris, ca. 1865 by Charles Marville
That man – do you see him there, on the lower right? – is still standing in his doorway today, looking out at the comings and goings of the street where his shop is found.
It’s n… Read full post »
A few weeks ago, my friend A. died unexpectedly in her sleep. A heart condition she’d had all her life had finally caught up to her.
“The walls have ears.” That’s what my mother used to say when other adults were around who were about to say something that she didn’t want me or my siblings to hear. But I wonder if she knew that, apparently, we were already listening in the womb?
Today, it&rsquo… Read full post »
A week ago today, I read an email that made me scream.
My friend A., my best friend here in Paris, my friend of nine years, had died in her sleep.
Despite my scream, despite the disbelief that made me ask my boyfriend to read the email to… Read full post »
I'm not a big news person. I feel like watching or reading about current events is a way to shave years off your life from stress…usually over things you have little or no control over.
But lately I’ve been hearing about this whole end of net neutrality in… Read full post »
I get it – some people just don’t like cats. Or animals in general, for that matter.
But when you’re pregnant, it seems like even folks who’d simply tell you they’re not “cat people” under normal circumsta… Read full post »
So, I have this cool gig blogging for a company called aiaTranslations. Last week, Molly Naughton, the company president (who, like the gig, is also very cool), laughingly told me about a device that's in development that will supposedly translate dogs' thoughts into human words.
I'm allowed to… Read full post »
The holidays have come and gone, and it’s hard for me to let them go. I didn’t have a particularly good or bad holiday season, but I always feel a sense of warmth at this time of year, I guess. I know the world isn’t perfect, and I know… Read full post »
Over the past few days, a story has been making the rounds in various online news sources: Beautiful Existence (that’s really her legal name, this Buzzfeed article helpfully tells us) is a blogger and communications expert who decided to eat all of her meals at Starbucks for an… Read full post »
The beef smelled delicious, its perfectly seasoned perfume making my mouth water as I gratefully took my plate and set it down in front of me. My portion was red inside, and swimming in traces of blood – just like I like it.
Normally. But this… Read full post »
When we were planning our trip to the US, we weren’t sure if we’d be able to do a big meet-up like the one I went to in New York last year. My increasingly reduced mobility, due to the baby’s love of dancing on one of my nerves, pretty… Read full post »
Around three o’clock this morning, I woke up yelping and writhing in pain. I wrote the other day about how the baby is leaning on (at least) one of my nerves; this is now the second time that I’ve felt the consequences when lying in bed.
The pain was incredible.… Read full post »
Well, I’m back from our trip to the States, and one thing I can say is, this baby I’m growing is on my nerves…literally!
A few days before we left for the US, I started to get a pain in my side if I walked for a while. As with… Read full post »
The past year or so, I haven’t been blogging here as much as I used to. The main reason has just been…life. I’ve written about the massive remodeling we did on our apartment (involving a temporary move), as well as changing careers, and planning a trip through Italy and… Read full post »
Although I’m not really into weddings, when it comes to thinking about nuptials, there is one way that I totally resemble Robert DeNiro’s character in “Meet the Parents”: my cat would play a pivotal role in the ceremony.
It’s not unusual, of course, for people to… Read full post »
We expected magical things to happen to us when we arrived in Venice late last March.
The unexpected snow falling on water and stone boded well. But in spite of that beautiful sight, it was a rather un-magical visit. What should have been peaceful strolls through the strange, byzantine st… Read full post »
In the days before the internet, I was even more of a chatterbox than I am now. The reason for the change has nothing to do with maturity (mature, me?), but rather the fact that most online articles come with a comments section. It’s wonderful how, after reading something you… Read full post »
Many of us who write here also post or write on other sites, as well. I know from time to time we link to those if we think what we've done might be of interest to our pals and readers here.
I've been debating about this for the past few days,… Read full post »
I’ve admired Ingrid Ricks since I first read her here on OS a few years ago. Having escaped a troubled childhood, she had a few relatively serene decades until discovering she was suffering from retinitis pigmentosa (RP), a degenerative eye disease that slowly takes its victims&… Read full post »
I was born to be contentious. My mom was a passionate supporter of Greenpeace, and never hesitated to talk about animal rights and the evils of, among other things, wearing fur. And so, she probably shouldn’t have been surprised when, at age four or so, I confronted a woman we were… Read full post »
I hardly noticed the approach of September 11 this year. It’s not that I wait for the day, but I was a New Yorker at the time, living just a few blocks from where the Twin Towers once stood.
Ever since, when September 11 comes, I brace myself. I… Read full post »
I’m maybe 8 or 9 years old at most, and with a group of neighborhood friends, selling lemonade and candies from my long driveway. I remember we didn’t get much business in our quiet residential development. But suddenly, a car pulled up, and out walked a man dressed like… Read full post »
In the days of yore -- or, I guess, today, if you live by a still-operating one – you might have spent a summer evening taking in a flick at your local drive-in. But while many countries had or still have drive-ins, the concept never really caught on in… Read full post »
A recent article on Buzzfeed talks about how Barbie’s sales have been steadily declining over the past year or so. Many people seem to be celebrating this news, and seeing it as a sign of hope: Mattel’s bestsellers are now the child-shaped American Girls dolls and the Mo… Read full post »
Early on, I learned that my illegible handwriting would set me apart. I first found this out when I was sent to a remedial penmanship class a few times a week in elementary school. My poor print might have been acceptable for someone who’d only learned to make letters a few… Read full post »
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