I realized the other day while exploring the AWESOME new Tongva Park in Santa Monica that going to a park alone with your child is kind of like when you were single and went to bars. Honestly, you end up standing near other moms on their own with their kids and the opening lines are basically, "Hi, cute kid. Come here often?" I have yet to get as far as giving someone my number to meet up again, but there have been a few moms that I regret not following up with. Depending on the park, though, your kids kind of dictate where they want to go and what they want to play on (within reason, I'm not a pushover, come on!) and so you find yourself drifting apart from the cool mom with the awesome boots and the sweet smile. See those boots there on the left? That's her. Plus, I want those boots!
Oh and Harper loved the slide.
Some of the moms, like the hot guys at the bars, are intimidating. See the boy climbing on the outside of the cool pink beehive thingy? That's his mom below him. They were...foreign. I'm normally really good at identifying languages but couldn't hear her well enough. Anyway, she was thin and fit and young (well, most moms with toddlers are young compared to me!) and her son was a climbing fool! At one point he was up high on the bigger yellow beehive thingy (see below) and she was up with him trying to get him down. We were laughing, she was saying, "Wow, he's really up high for a small boy!" And I said, "He's even up high for me! But he'll climb mountains some day." She said "Well, we are climbers ourselves."
Of course you are, hot foreign mom!
Harper had a great time and we only saw about a third of the park. I look forward to going back very soon. Check it out -- it's just across from City Hall in Santa Monica. It will be the perfect place to take the Expo line to when the train is running!
I think I have heard Gotye's "Somebody That I Used To Know" about ten times in the last three weeks. On the radio, in stores, doctor's offices, random places. It's haunting and sad and awesome. I was watching the video today (because I had been steered to a Star Wars/Gotye mashup version and wanted to see the original...) and I realized what a truly awesome breakup song it is. (Doesn't hurt that Gotye is easy on the eyes...ahem.)
Luckily, I don't need a break up song in my life anymore. But man, if I did, the above would really be excellent. It's got downbeats and slow depressing parts, but then there are the parts where you can really shout out the lyrics. That's what you need in a good break up song.
I have had two major break ups in my life and luckily there were two AMAZING songs I had to help me through. The first was from the late 80's. Okay, in reality this song didn't make it big until 1990. But I swear it came to me in the Summer of 1989 becuase that is when I knew my first real relationship was over. Truly over. First major heartbreak. So along came Sinead with "Nothing Compares 2U" and the healing began.
This song has what you need -- slow parts and shouty parts.
Then in 1995, another big break up. But I was angry this time. So the universe gave me Alanis. Thank you Alanis! I was working freelance and was doing a lot of driving across LA (Westwood to Burbank to Downtown for various shoots and screenings) and having "Jagged Little Pill" on my CD player just made the anger better. This whole song (practically) is a shouting song. Bonus: you get to say "fuck".
What are other break up songs? To qualify as truly great, there have to be shouty parts!
I realize I've been far away from the series of tubes this last year (does anyone say "series of tubes" any more??) so this might not be news, but I love these little free libraries. Yes, yes, books in all regular libraries are free, I know. But there is something so micro community and sweet about this kind of book sharing, makes me happy down to my actual book, actual page turning core.
Here's what made it even cooler: I've been cleaning out shelves and closets and bedside tables, etc. and yesterday, Harper and I took a few books to leave in the box. I browsed first and found "The Warmth of Other Suns" which is a book I've had in my "save for later" section on Amazon. Awesome! Now I don't have to wait any longer. (Well, there are about a jillion other books on my bedside table, so there will be a bit of a wait...)
I knew the thing I would miss most about being a new mom was going to the movies any time I wanted. When Harper was first born, we got to see a lot of movies thanks to my Producer's Guild DVD screeners. But for the six months after, not so much. And that's okay. What actually surprised me is that I missed it less than I thought I would because I really like just hanging out with Harper, especially now with a full time job.
Yesterday we went to a movie. In a movie theater. With an audience. And POPCORN!! (Okay full disclosure, we went to see "Brave" at a Producer's Guild screening in June, and while it was exciting to go, it was not quite the same. No popcorn, no trailers, smaller theater.) But yesterday, oh joy! We got a babysitter for the afternoon and went to see "Looper". I loved every minute of the experience and loved the movie. It surprised me in a lot of ways, going in directions I didn't expect, treating it's characters differently than I assumed it would. NICE.
The best part about going to the movies yesterday was returning to that joyful place, that movie palace (well, as close as we could get to a "movie palace" yesterday). I worshipped in the church of cinema for the first time in almost a year and it was like being born again.
Going to the movies is magical.The experience, the giant open room, the huge screen, the quiet hush of darkness before the trailers start. The happiness I find there is in my DNA. (Seriously, ask my mom.) I was transported, I was enthralled, entertained. It was heaven. When it was over and we watched the credits, all I thought about was how there better be lots of movie theaters around for a long time so Harper can have the same experiences, so we can share that worshipful place.
I just love movies. Can't wait to go see "Skyfall"!!
As a postscritp, I would like to add that I'm so grateful we can afford a babysitter for an afternoon or evening out any time
we want and even more grateful to have two excellent babysitters on
call. Truly truly blessed.
When I got the new job I promised myself I would buy a new pair of Tom's. After getting my first paycheck this week I ordered them up and they arrived yesterday. (Really fast and I didn't even ask for speedy shipping!)
Here they are next to the pair I have been wearing into the ground. I love Tom's because they are fun and super comfortable. I also love them because for every pair you buy they give a pair to a child in need of shoes. How nice is that?
LOVE my new hair! Just couldn't take the longer hair anymore, plus it had begun the postpartum fall out and there is hair everywhere. Couldn't stand it!
The girl who was washing my hair before the cut asked what I was going to have done and I said I was cutting it short. (I mentioned having a baby.) She asked "pixie short?" and I said not quite that short. Then she said "mom-bob?"
Harper is almost four months old and lucky us, goes to sleep around the same time every night. That means I can then cozy into my own bed and read before I got to sleep. JOY!
For Christmas (or birthday?) I got the book Rin Tin Tin: The Life and the Legend by Susan Orlean and couldn't wait to read it. I had heard of the dog, but didn't know much and was amazed to find out what a gigantic star he was in the 20's. HUGE. Silent films often had animals as leading characters which makes sense as you could put any thoughts into their heads on screen.
Rinty was apparently a phenomenal actor though many of his films were lost due to neglect and decay. The story of Rinty, his offspring/legacy and his master is a good one, I only wish there were more photos!
I have now moved on to reading The Power of Habit by Charles Duhigg. It was a surprise gift from my mom and it's pretty fascinating so far!
There are many more books stacked on my bedside table just waiting. Big thanks to Harper for being a good sleeper so that Momma can get some reading done!
I live in Los Angeles. In the summer of 2006 I worked in Mexico City. Instead of sending out giant emails full of photos to friends and families, I started this blog. The summer turned out to be a crazy one and this blog and my camera kept me sane. I didn't want to stop observing and writing when I got home to LA, so I kept the blog going.