November 2007
a note from tonto
I am drinking a cup of peppermint tea and wearing an herbal pack around my head like a bandanna. Earlier Rama walked by and called me “Tonto” so I can only imagine how ridiculous I must look. This is the time of year that I always want to do a million and one things and […]
Read more >>unbelievable
To say it was a happy birthday is an understatement, but I’m still at a loss for words. Here are some photos, instead. Thank you, everyone. Thank you so much.
Read more >>forever 32
A few years ago, I was sitting around with my cousins at a holiday party. My cousin had on a really cute skirt and I asked her where she got it. Forever 21, she said. “Oh,” I sighed. “I can’t shop there. Nothing fits me!” My other cousin piped in with a sneer, “Well, it’s […]
Read more >>5 things you may not know about me*
1 • I lived in Paris for a post-grad semester. While there, I studied art, creative writing and French, and explored our neighboring countries by train. It was a dream come true. Now, when I see the city of lights in photos or films, images of the Seine and the Louvre and Notre Dame, I […]
Read more >>a little more conversation
One of the things I missed most while I was away is the community. I’ve made so many wonderful friends through words and wires — and so many of them live across bodies of water and stretches of land — and our web sites are one of the ways we connect. I don’t regret taking […]
Read more >>more of this
Today, I sat on a pretty patchwork quilt in my friend Sabrina’s back yard, a dreamy spot on the edge of a hill. We made art and told stories as we listened to music and books on tape. It was a gorgeous day, and it felt a little bit like we were in a movie. […]
Read more >>i think it’s time
I stopped writing about my family because I didn’t want my mother to scold me. I stopped writing about boys and our relationships because I didn’t want to jinx anything. I stopped writing about work because I didn’t want to get in trouble. I stopped writing about the weather because there are only so many […]
Read more >>oh, pooh
My key chain broke yesterday. It’s a 2-inch tall Winnie the Pooh stuck in a jar of honey cast in pewter. The key chain is nothing fancy and I usually don’t even notice it’s there, but when it fell off the key ring and onto my lap, my heart sank. My high school girls gave […]
Read more >>banana bread
My cure for a rough day? Mom’s banana bread fresh out of the oven. Splitting the first warm slice with Rama makes everything else fade away.
Read more >>dress-up
When I was a little girl, I really wanted Wonder Woman underoos. My parents didn’t buy them for me, though, so my big brothers crafted a costume out of my existing clothes, tiara and cuffs out of construction paper, boots out of knee high socks and a lasso out of yarn. I’ve recently seen what […]
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