Meandering anecdotes and an occasional incisive comment, courtesy of an overeducated, feminist former-professional, who is continually outsmarted by her overly-gifted children and genius spouse and who seeks refuge in books, cocktails, and the occasional Xanax.
Monday, January 08, 2007
when I think of you
Iris said tonight, "Carole, when I think of you in my mind, I think of you as the mommy who is telling me so many things. I think of you as the Mommy Who Says So Many Things."
I expected her to go on to specify that I should shut up more, but she left it at that.