My first hardcover copy of THE BRIGHTWOOD CODE arrived today! On sale May 14. Pre-order now, and then come see me on the 14th at Politics & Prose. hachettebookgroup.com/titles/monica-…
I am in Target. I am trying to buy a photo album. I asked where they might be. Worker did not know what a photo album was. I said it was a place to keep pictures. He sent me to the tech aisle. He assumed I wanted memory to store more pictures on my phone. I am 1 billion years old
A profound generational divide is Boomers came of age when education and houses were cheap but homegoods were expensive, and they now don't get why their kids aren't grateful for the furniture and tchotchkes they keep trying to pass down, when kids are renting 600ft apartments.*
Since #TamponTim is trending I'll point out that in high school, any boy who casually was like "Oh you got ur period? I stashed a pad from the bathroom in my backpack in case one of my friends needed it" -- that boy would be king stud. That boy would be drowning in prom invites.
Sen. Mike Lee, who tested positive for covid less than 14 days ago, is currently unmasked in an enclosed room giving a speech from the dais on how it's the government's job to protect life.
I cannot read another essay by someone who thought covid was a hoax until, whoops, they too got deathly ill. Somehow, they thought everyone else impacted by the virus was...lying?
An inability to believe suffering in others until it happens to you is its own disease.
"Secretary Clinton and Dr. Biden, we also welcome your lovely husbands." -- Rosalynn Carter's grandson's eulogy offers vengeance on behalf of lovely wives everwhere.
Watching Sotomayor administer the oath to Harris undid me. Do you know how rare it is to see women, and women alone, portrayed as patriots, as leaders, as shapers of America's history for as long as America existed. The Bechdel test of democracy and we finally effing passed.
*A dissertation, based on reading five billion advice columns that boil down to "why doesn't my avocado-toast daughter want my heirloom end table" and "my mom won't stop trying to give me her shitty end table."
Overheard on the sledding hill near my house:
BOY: What did you do over Christmas break
GIRL: Coding camp
BOY: You’re such a -girl- all you ever do is talk about coding and math.
y’all it’s working
Good for you! But I promise you, my great-great-great-grandmother could have been Mary Todd Lincoln herself, and I would still have no room for her end table in my tiny house. It’s a space issue, not a cherishing issue.
I’m taking my 11-month old to daycare today. We tried everything to wait til she was vaccinated: my leave, my husband’s, vacation time, a visit from my mom. We lived in a retirement community with my in-laws for two months. In the end, we just ran out of road. Parents, I see you.