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.
Friday, January 08, 2010
the look which is not of love
First-grader Lola reports excitedly, "Iris is looking at me with guilt!"
i'm thinking less guilt, more consternation.
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