Eden M. Kennedy's Blog, page 10

Growth is painful

Yeah, I cut my hair again. (Did you really think I wouldn't?) I may have to finally admit that long hair is for those who have long-hair lifestyles and long-hair self images. People who are able to ignore the pain and frustration of hair blowing into their face/eyes; who are not irritated as fuck when their hair gets tangled in their bag strap or zipped into a dress. These are the blessed, for whom being romantic and windswept looks natural, instead of laughable.

Unfortunately, my son is in the thick of his need for me to look "like other moms," for which this hair cut does not qualify. The only other short-hair mom at his school moved back to the Netherlands (so now I'm the tallest mom, too! The obviousness of my sticking-outedness is mythological in scope. Grrr, Mrs. Kennedy SMASH!). Last night, after I came home from work and he saw what I'd done to myself, he stopped just short of begging me to wear a hat. But this is a child who also thinks I should drive a Mustang, wear knee-high boots, and take him to Disneyland for a week. I don't really understand how any of that will help me blend in.

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Monday linkage

Remember the videos I went to New York to shoot last month? They're online now. And you know what? I've only watched four of them. It seems I have a really hard time watching myself say...



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It's OK, I can take it

I know you've been concerned about my inability to answer the world's most benign question ("How are you?"), so you'll be relieved to know that I've gotten over...



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Whoops

I was looking around inside a 7-11 store today while Jackson was negotiating with the Coke nozzle on the Slurpee machine. (Are banana Slurpees new? I was disgusted at first, but then a wave of sense...



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Got MLK

In honor of Martin Luther King Day (or, if you depend on Twitter for your research, Martian Luther King Day, or maybe Martin Lutheran King Day), I woke Jackson up and told him he had the day off...



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Wrap it up

Here's the other stuff I was doing this week when I wasn't doing it here. 1. Over at Faking It, I decided to write about pretending to read New York Times best-sellers. There's one...



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Fun with retail

Yesterday, I returned my birthday cake. This was not at all Jack's fault, he bought it in good faith from what is normally a fine bakery that today shall remain nameless *cough* on West...



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In conclusion

Unfortunately, it looks like a meteorite did not hit our house. As my husband unsportingly pointed out, the bird's nest above Jackson's window can account for the streak of dirt below his...



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The widening gyre

STRANGE NOISE UPDATE: After I posted yesterday, I went outside to have a look around Jackson's window to see if there was any evidence of foul play from the outside of the building. Here is...



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That whale's going to have one hell of a bruise

Last night, about 1:30 in the morning, I heard a BANG. At first I thought maybe a box fell over in the next room — I'd bought some boots online as an early birthday present to myself but...



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