Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 30, 2020

What Do BEES, PODS, WORK, and QUILTS Have in Common?

Ladies at a quilting bee from the 70's, in Central Park
Photo Credit: National Archives

CHECK ME OUT ON MEDIUM! 

There's just something about standing up for piece of content because you believe in it—even if the editors of umpteen pubs didn't. 

I get it. The piece tries to do a lot. It's not just the personal narrative of how I started coworking with a group of moms back in the autumn of 2016—or how we've since used these functional playdates to prop up all sorts of goals over the years (career, personal, vocational, creative, and otherwise). It's also an article that provides takeaways, as well as some historical context, and of course, some COVID-level framing....

Meaning, sometimes you have a lot to say. Thankfully, Medium lets you say whatever, however you want. Having gone through a gajillion questionable headlines before picking this questionable headline (because if I still worked at Yahoo, it's the one they'd insist I use), so I'd just like to see you even TRY to resist clicking on:

But if not, then at least sit back and enjoy this archival photo of the most 70's of all ladies, enjoying a little sewing bee in Central Park, from back when the fashion was hot, the hair was long, and the sisterhood was STRONG. Enjoy!

Sunday, November 13, 2016

The dream

They were hiring a new nanny. The day started as a series of interviews and turned a into a day long marathon of endurance: unforeseen antics and distractions meant there was only a position for the last competent man-or-woman standing. Dangerous challenges included a tree falling on their house, their crafty toddler darting away and getting lost in a crowd, and the childrenthere were more of them by thenstarving in an apocalyptic desert. This bizarre casting call for a new childcare provider began to to unfold much like an episode of Survivor, replete with a love interest (her handsome neighbor) revealing his distrust for certain characters, confessional style, in a gesture of strategy and solidarity. To which she got to repay him with white hot looks of gratitude, and the promise of a potential future make-out, in the off camera of her mind.