The women in my family are great deniers of their own worth. They are whip-smart, loving but self-denigrating, victims of the circumstances of women generally for their respective times. My maternal grandmother was a college student when she got pregnant with my mother, and dropped out to raise a family. My father’s mother lived to serve others until the day she died, making virtuous practice of self-denial.
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New Release: ‘Deep Blue Dream’ by Sabine
A couple of months ago, I headed into the desert to shoot some images to accompany Sabine's new release cowritten by Darian Zahedi, and I can finally share the song with you. Click through to check out 'Deep Blue Dream' on Soundcloud (where you can also download it from iTunes or listen to other songs by The Sabine), and see an exclusive first look at the cover image for the single. (THE IMAGE IS NSFW, so please be aware before clicking through.)
Riding In Cars With Kids (And Why I’m Not As Crazy As I Look)
(Relatively) stress-free day trips with kids are totally possible
As a family, we are very, very bad at staying put. Even when we fly off to some faraway destination together, we have a tendency to hop into our rental car and explore other places – even if it’s only for a few hours here and there. It's partially a desire to really get to know a place beyond what you might "expect" to see - but I think it's mostly just that we really love being in the car together.
But we do have two children under age five, and trust me: plenty of our friends have expressed confusion about the fact that my husband and I actively seek out time in the car. “But Jordan,” they ask, “isn’t that…kind of…the worst?”
Taking Care
When there is a string of bad days, I get scared. How much time do I have before everything falls apart? Will I be alone with my daughter when the walls start to crack and crumble, when the roof splits in two, when the sky rushes in to crush me with bad weather?
There is no feeling worse than this: your own children are not safe with you.
I Made Out With A Frog
Greenhorn Ranch | Quincy, CA
I'm sorry, in case that headline didn't grab you, let me make sure I'm being as clear as possible:
I didn't just "make out with a frog." I made out with its butt.