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Dear Stephenie Meyer,

Dear Stephenie Meyer, You don't know me. You don't care about me. But I care about you. This week celebrates the tenth anniversary of the release of Twilight . Ten years ago, I'd never heard of Twilight . Ten years ago, I had a one year old and was in the middle of my doctoral dissertation and hadn't read a non-school book in over a year. Eventually, I began to hear about this thing called Twilight . Co-workers with teenaged daughters mentioned it. By that time, school was complete, but we were in the middle of a massive house renovation. Then there was another baby. There was still very little time for reading. I was aware that there were movies out. I didn't know anything about them, but every time I saw Kristen Stewart, my impression was that she was about to fall asleep. In Target one day, I found a shirt on clearance. It said, 'Team Jacob' on it. Since that's my son's name, I bought it, not really knowing what it referred to. Then, I stop

That Moment You Realize You're Old

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I had that moment today. I was clicking through the radio channels today on my way home from work. Never mind that I'm cruising in my minivan. Never mind that I spend considerable energy talking about bunions and arthritis. Never mind that I look at kids in school today and shake my head at their fashion choices. I knew I was old when I was listening to the radio. The song, Locked Away , came on. Both my kids (who were not with me at the time), really like the song. So I left it on, and was kind of singing along with Adam Levine. Adam Levine has a catchy voice. So, I'm singing along, and then I realize what the lyrics are. It's one thing to support someone in good times and bad. You know, to promise to love someone even if they don't have money. I'm okay with that. That's a good message. I TOTALLY have an issue with the fact that he's looking for a girl to stick by him if he gets sentenced to life in prison. Um, no. Hell, no. What message are