August 25, 2016

Back to Back to School

Totally ready for school. I think he might be sad about the 1x1 post it notes.
For throwback Thursday I chose an old back-to-school post. Three years ago our worries were about back packs and showers. Now we wonder about social isolation. I am happy to report that Oliver now showers twice a week, Leo rarely manages mold colonies, and I never measure myself against mothers in the coffee shop. Probably because they are all working out while I am sitting on my butt. The slanted evening light comes through the plate glass of the classroom window. It lights up the half amused, Read more [...]
August 24, 2016

Navigating the waters without a charter

This is not the stairwell of a Denver charter school.
"I'm really surprised they don't have a playground." He tells me, eyebrows raised to meet blond bangs. I am not surprised. This is middle school and as far as I can remember all they need is a basketball court for the giant boy/men to throw good natured insults more rapidly than the ball, a cafeteria to host the "spot lights on me where should I put down this tray before I drop it" and the band room that one might use as a hiding place. Not that I know anything about that. Now that he can Read more [...]
August 23, 2016

Not even a little bit of hyperbole

Three nights before school we made a feeble attempt to shift bedtime. And by shift I mean re-introduce. But our grand efforts were thwarted by nose blowing. There are things my boys can't do that amaze me. Watching Oliver talk on the phone is pure comedy until I remember the suffering that must be going on on the other end of the line. He holds the phone pinched between two fingers with the microphone pressed to his ear and the part that would actually allow him to hear his conversational partner Read more [...]
August 14, 2016

Five Easy Parenting Hacks

Even a parenting hack like me gets a kid made breakfast.
This post was previously published on In the Powder Room. Looking to save time? Looking to raise polite kids who can floss, problem-solve, and spell on their own? Looking to be the laziest parent you can possibly be? If your answer to any of these questions is “yes,” then read on for five useful parenting hacks: 1. Take “uni-tasking” to task. Before anything enters your home, you should already have multiple uses for it in mind. Consider storing your Goldfish® crackers in a Read more [...]
August 11, 2016

Procrastination Concrastination

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I am an expert on my own procrastination. When I can't write essays I write about not writing. I am not alone in this. Somewhere in that sidebar over there is a little field that says "ask me anything." It moves around a bit as one article or another tells me pinterest should be on top or social share buttons are most important but it is always there. I put it up there instead of the "contact me" form. I am notoriously terrible at listening to voice mails. But written questions I tend to answer. To Read more [...]
July 25, 2016

Egomaniac

Anna Rosenblum Palmer egomaniac.
When Steve types my name into Facebook search it returns the result "Anna Rosenblum Palmer egomaniac". This upsets him. But it doesn't bother me. (See, that's what an egomaniac would say). I spend almost every morning writing about myself. Then I often share what I wrote. At its best blogging allows readers to see the world through another person's eyes. Sometimes they are enlightened by the differences in lifestyle and world view from their own. Sometimes they are comforted by the similarities Read more [...]
July 18, 2016

Hello, my name is Anna, and I am racist

Look how symbolic.
All of the white things I did this weekend, followed by some of the thoughts I had about being a racist. We all know weekends start on Thursday so I began with wine and cheese with some lovely ladies in my living room. There was a lot of Rose. A friend was in town for a "rock concert" (his words) so he popped by for a whiskey and chat at the end of the party and got to enjoy my line up of Mrs. Meyers scented products on my counter. Geranium is my favorite. He asked if it was a joke, and in Read more [...]
July 13, 2016

Pokemon Go on Home

My tip is that this is worth a tip.
The Holocaust Museum reportedly posted a sign telling visitors to stop catching Pokemon there. If you don't understand how ridiculous this is you are either too young or too old to be reading this blog. As a 40 something jew I am the perfect demographic for, well, my own life. Which is an uplifting thought. Not uplifting? Catching imaginary cartoon beasts in a building designed to remind us of the worst of humanity, and to kindle the flames of hope that we can persevere through great atrocity. Read more [...]
July 11, 2016

My second to last first date

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It is the end of another long night at my bar. I am spitting out orders to the closing staff, and swallowing the last sip of my single drink of the night. A medium sized man approaches me. Despite the late hour he is unlike the other drinkers who linger. His calm surrounds him in a cloud and I want to step into it. I can’t quite tell which celebrity he looks like. But one of them. It remains just on the outskirts of my brain as we talk, and I am distracted by this and his forearms while he asks Read more [...]
July 6, 2016

There are lots of places like home.

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Our time away from home was all about home. We started in Vermont. I was sort of crushed by it. Unlike last summer where Vermont was wearing its sunshine finery it was grey and chilly for most of this visit. Last year we went tubing on the lake, to outdoor concerts, and BBQs at the yacht club (whatever you are picturing when you read the phrase yacht club you are incorrect- it is quite un yacht like.) This year we shivered. Even so as we branched onto Falls Rd at 11pm past the literal country Read more [...]
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