No, that’s not a typo. Since Saturday afternoon, Sasha’s been ill with—as the doctor told us yesterday—coxsackievirus, a.k.a. hand-foot-and-mouth disease. It’s sort of yucky: painful sores in her mouth, lots of drooling (and complaining), bloodshot eyes. But it’s manageable. Ibuprofren deals with the pain well enough that Sasha can eat, and when she’s not hungry, …
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An Easy-Peasy Survey
When I was growing up, nothing was easy. Not to say that things were difficult—in fact, the opposite. But “easy” was never enough. Things were easy-peasy, or easy-peasy Japanesy. Sometimes, they were even easy-peasy lemon-squeezy. And that, I thought, was that. But the other day, I came across a new variant: easy-peasy mac-and-cheesy. Whoah! So …
Dubious Milestones no. 723: Sasha’s First Death
Meta Mulcahy is dead. Now, to most people, this probably doesn’t mean much, unless you’re a fan of Catholics for Choice, the abortion-rights organization I believe she helped found in 1973, but to me she was simply my neighbor. I’d often see her on my block, usually with her little dog, and if Sasha was …
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Scenes From a Mall: Daddy-Daughter Edition
The Natick Mall, in Natick, Mass., is a lonely place on a Sunday before noon. Though the mall is technically open, few of the stores have lifted their security gates, so while women peruse the early-functioning department stores, husbands—toting young children—wander the empty corridors. That, at least, was my experience last week, and it was …
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