Warning: since I have not updated my blog in over 4 months, my verbal diarrhea is in full motion and this post is long, obnoxiously long. So what happened to me and my crew? It is not an over statement to say this: not ever before have we dug so deep in our resources asContinue reading “Oh boy…”
Category Archives: Lao people
Shit that Lao people (or at least my folks) like to say
I have dropped some breadcrumbs, post after post, about how crazy my extended family is and how their madness may very likely be connected to the fact that they are Lao. I am aware that it is a racist statement but still…I let you be the judge after you finish reading this post. Also everything writtenContinue reading “Shit that Lao people (or at least my folks) like to say”
The (little) girl next door
‘Girls can wear jeans And cut their hair short Wear shirts and boots ‘Cause it’s OK to be a boy But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading ‘Cause you think that being a girl is degrading But secretly you’d love to know what it’s like Wouldn’t you What it feels likeContinue reading “The (little) girl next door”
My black son
‘I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character’ Martin Luther King Jr. Something that has been happening with G in the last few weeks got me thinking aboutContinue reading “My black son”
Working Mama: how many is really a crowd?
Last week I was very busy with different non-baby related projects (hence no blogging). I cannot go into details about these projects for the moment but let’s just say that I have my fingers in too many pies and by the end of the year either scenario could take place: – I will be ableContinue reading “Working Mama: how many is really a crowd?”
I am …
When I woke up this morning, I really felt like I had drunk 5 cosmos, smoked 20 fags and as if a body snatcher was crawling out of my limbs pulling away my bladder with its teeth… I was feeling old, basically. And then G stood in front of me wearing only his underwear, exposed,Continue reading “I am …”
Mood of the day: hand-me-down
I have been obsessed with secondhand clothing since I was a little girl. It started as a necessity because my folks could not afford brand new clothes for 5 kids. It then became an addiction to the endless possibilities that already worn garment offers: shapes, periods, styles etc. I remember that as a child, everyContinue reading “Mood of the day: hand-me-down”
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