Monday, March 2, 2009
by Amanda.
Today was the first day since I moved to NYC that city kids were granted a snow day - license to built snowmen and lose gloves and contract hypothermia all day long. Had I still been a teacher, I’d have been doing the same. Alas, I trudged to work.
I trust meteorologists about the same amount I trust ads for prescription drugs. After a fitful night of sleep, I crawled out of bed and peeked out the kitchen window. The snow hadn’t been sticking when I went to bed last night, so maybe I wouldn’t have to wear snowboots.
But the alley between my apartment building and its twin sister was as smooth and white as a wedding cake. Snow perched in fat, high piles on the window sills, like chickens sitting on eggs. I slathered moisturizer on my face, smoothed warm water onto the staticky strands of my hair, and layered tops and bottoms.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
by Amanda.
This weekend, I…
1. Celebrated the one-year anniversary of meeting TBID with lots of food, love, and conversation, which is the fattier and more satisfying version of peace, love, and understanding.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
by Amanda.
I saw this on the back of a Teddy Grahams box today. I know I’m not the target audience, but the Teddy Family Tree idea seems like a surefire way to get your kids to inquire about all the Teddy Graham sex that beget the many branches.
Monday, February 16, 2009
by Amanda.
Renee is the sweetest person - she’s 100% USDA certified organic cane sugar sweet. She looks like a girl in an Urban Outfitters catalog, too. Neither of these reasons is exactly why we no longer talk. In fact, I don’t really know exactly why, except that we haven’t in so long that to do so again would be out of the ordinary. There’d be too much catching up to do, and someone would have to explain the lapse.
I met Renee at this Harlem charter school where I used to work. We were both new teachers at the school with only one year of experience under our belts. In the early days of classroom arrangement and teacher orientation, it seemed like we’d be great friends. We liked the same music and shared the same views. The only difference was that Renee was hip in that easy, Cat Power-listening, “I feel so much more centered when I’m vegan,” lush long-haired kind of way. Meanwhile, I had stringy bobbed hair and a hankering for Taco Bell.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
by Amanda.
When I decided to move my blog to WordPress, I was a little too confident. The fact that over a thousand back entries were untitled? I couldn’t have been more undaunted.
But now I can say, “Here’s your daunt! Would you like daunt with that? If you call the number on the screen now, I’ll throw in extra daunt for free!”
A word of advice to anyone who has ever considered starting a blog:
Monday, January 26, 2009
by Amanda.
Hi.
Unless you’re on some pretty interesting substances, you’ve probably noticed the blog has a new look. I sent Blogger packing and have started over with my own domain. I’ve wanted one since before the blogosphere - the idea and that silly term - took off and I stopped needing a training bra. I’m not sure why I waited so long. If this explains anything, I nearly missed the boat on skinny jeans, too.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
by Amanda.
I hope you’re watching the inauguration footage today.
This is history.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
by Amanda.
My favorite of the New Yorker cartoons I have on my refrigerator:
