by Marinka on July 2, 2014

I know I’ve been updating less than usual for a while and it’s taking its toll on me too. Obviously the fact that I decided not to write about my divorce is a factor (although please rest assured, it’s all very boring and amicable, no War of the Roses here. Not even War of the Carnations, so you’re not missing anything) but so is the new sense that I have to write profound things.

And I have no idea where that sense about writing profound things came from, although I’m starting to suspect a chemical imbalance/tumor situation. Obviously I hope not because that’s pretty much the last thing I need right now (well, after a French manicure) but I can’t explain it.

But if I’m not writing profound stuff, then this is what I’m writing:

1. My son turned 13 in June, which is completely crazy to me. I’m not one of those people who gets all “where did the time go?” (mostly because I have a calendar) but still, 13 is a big one. And spoiler alert: My daughter is about to turn 16 any day now which, and I’m not mathematician, is even bigger than 13. Good thing that I, myself, am holding steady at 25.

2. The other day Mama, who was at my apartment, called me all alarmed because she found “A lot of cash” in one of the kids’ room. “Where did all this cash come from?” she wanted to know. Now I don’t know what you imagine when you get such a phone call, but I immediately pictured a suitcase packed with hundred dollar bills, unmarked, preferably. And I started thinking about how I would spend it all, under the guardianship theory loosely translated as “all your shit is mine.” I was mid-way through shopping list 2.4, when I thought to ask for a rough estimate of the cash involved and learned that it was $12. Obviously I’m devastated that my kids are running a really low-profit meth lab.

3. I’ve had a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup every day this week. Mostly because they’re so delicious.
And then this happened:Screen Shot 2014-06-27 at 9.14.28 AM

4. I am lucky to have a lot of love in my life. I’ve always been lucky, but I’m feeling a bit luckier now. It’s one of those things that I’m hesitant to write about because I’m afraid of jinxing it (and because I’m a lady) but let me say this and let you read between the lines. I recently had a weekend that I wish on absolutely everyone that I love. There was so much love and laughter that my stomach hurt. Literally hurt, like some kind of an ab workout. And even though I don’t have abs of steel as a result, my stomach now has laugh lines. I’ll take it.

I am going to figure out how to continue to write this blog during this new phase of my life. It’s trickier, of course, but I miss the daily writing. Who knows. Maybe it’ll even be something profound.

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tracy@sellabitmum July 2, 2014 at 8:54 am

I’ve been thinking about you. In a good way. And 13 – that is old. xo


anna whiston-donaldson July 2, 2014 at 9:39 am

Thank you for your update-ish! Don’t worry about profound…we want it all. Happy to think of tummy laugh lines today.


July 2, 2014 at 9:40 am

My favorite post of the day. I mean, it’s only 9:30 but still.


July 2, 2014 at 9:45 am

I feel much the same since I quit drinking. Like I should write about this because it’s this big thing and it’s caused such a huge shift in my life and it’s good and bad and weird and all the things that blogging WAS MEANT TO BE IN THE AUGHTS. But I either can’t or don’t want to or it’s just too big for it so I talk about Jimmy Fallon video clips and grocery shopping instead. It’s kind of a relief, but I also, like you, miss it. I love this update from you and I’m happy for your weekend. Stuff like that I don’t think you can jinx. You just let it happen and it’s good. I know that’s a foreign concept to people like us, but I’m learning to live with it and I know you can too.


bellyhead July 2, 2014 at 9:47 am

I appreciate everything you write…why so much so that I can even take profound. 🙂

Look forward to what you plan to share in this new phase of life– hopefully full of much happiness & hilarity!


BOSSY July 2, 2014 at 9:52 am

Yep. Get this completely!


Karen July 2, 2014 at 10:01 am

OMG, it only sort of dawned on my recently that B will be at overnight camp for his 13th birthday. He was there for his birthday last year, as well, but somehow turning 13 feels so different and I CAN’T BELIEVE I WON’T BE WITH HIM!!!

I miss you, girl. The good news is, both kids will be away from 7/28-8/16, so hopefully we can get together and catch up then with a few belly laughs of our own.



deb quinn
July 2, 2014 at 11:37 am

The phrase “my stomach now has laugh lines” teeters dangerously close to being a profound sentiment. And certainly one that we can wish for–for ourselves and others. I don’t suppose you & your smiling stomach will be at BlogHer, hmm? Or just roaming the Village sometime next week? I’m going to be in both those places & would love to sit and be emphatically NOT profound over some sort of beverage avec toi.


Anne (@notasupermom)
July 2, 2014 at 12:05 pm

Glad to see you writing. My son is almost 23, which is funny because I am also 23. When I want to know where the time goes I just visit that portrait in my attic. It’s pretty scary lately.


July 2, 2014 at 1:21 pm

Sometimes there are things in our lives that we need to write about because we are feeling isolated and the writing helps us forge connections. And other times there are things in our lives that we need to NOT write about because we just need to focus on what is going on in our own heads and our lived connections. Both are fine. Necessary, even. (At least, that’s what I tell myself about why I have pretty much stopped blogging, as I try to work through a whole series of life things.)

Also: Profundity is not necessary, even if you have taken a break. We love you just the way you are.


Tinne from Tantrums and Tomatoes July 2, 2014 at 3:02 pm

“My stomach now has laugh lines” is the best thing I read all day. Profound or not, you rock either way.


anymommy July 2, 2014 at 9:03 pm

I don’t need profound. You made me laugh. And I am so glad you have that love and laughter in your life.


alexandra July 3, 2014 at 2:29 am

You always bring me joy. And a confirmation of the stuff I’m made out of . First generation FTW, because we find laughter in things others would lament over. Because we get back up and plow through the absurd. Because when something good happens, we know just how wonderful that is. I miss you, friend, and am grateful I know you. xo


Stacy @bklynstacy
July 3, 2014 at 7:24 am

Sweetie, this is so lovely. As are you. So happy you are carrying around all the joy and happiness you are at the moment. Revel in it. Your stomach looks fabulous with laugh lines. Maybe a bikini on the next amazing weekend, to show them off? I love you. xo


Liz @ ewmcguire July 3, 2014 at 8:42 am

I think this was more profound than you realize. So glad you are belly-laughing, my friend!

Also…French manicures? I’m with you. Eck.


July 3, 2014 at 3:47 pm

Laugh lines on the belly are much better than a six pack.


dusty earth mother July 5, 2014 at 3:09 pm

Chocolate is profound. Always. xo


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