With a whole weekend to myself, you may recall that I had some pretty big plans. If you don't feel like clicking that link to see what those plans were, here is a numbered comparison of my vision versus my reality: 1. What I planned on doing: Masturbating. What I ended up doing: Folding laundry.... Continue Reading →
Pour Some Sugar on Me
I awoke on day one of Amanda’s Weekend Alone to find there was no sugar in the house. This wasn’t a surprise - we’d run out two days before, and Nina Simone’s “I Want a Little Sugar in my Bowl” has been on a constant loop in my head ever since. On the first morning... Continue Reading →
What will you do when you are all alone?
My daughter asked me this question the other day. She'd heard us talking about how Paulie will be out of town this weekend and, knowing that she and her brother would be with their father, she was concerned. "Don't worry," I assured her. "I'll be working most of the time. I'll be fine." The truth... Continue Reading →
Let’s Hear it for The Boys
I recently stumbled upon the blog post "You Just Broke Your Child. Congratulations."(which, in all fairness, you might want to just go ahead and click over there to read so that the rest of what I'm about to say makes more sense). It was written by Dan Pearce of Single Dad Laughing, and I've gotta say,... Continue Reading →
Table for One
If I ever own a restaurant, I'm going to name it 'Table for One'. I love eating alone. I also love going to the movies alone, sitting alone in a bar with a good book, going on walks, sitting on park benches, riding my bike lazily down the street, and any number of activities that... Continue Reading →
I Am a Badass
Don't ask me where, but I stumbled upon this book not too long ago. It is aptly titled You are a Badass: How to Stop Doubting Your Greatness and Start Living an Awesome Life, by Jen Sincero. First of all, you should know that I am an avid hater of any book with even the... Continue Reading →
Thank you, kind stranger
This morning I was standing in the rain, struggling to unlock my car, when I remembered what happened yesterday. I was on my way to a writing workshop at Jack & Tony's, in Santa Rosa's Railroad Square. I couldn't find my umbrella, and so even though it's walkable from my home, I drove and found myself... Continue Reading →
The Food that we Eat
I recently started reading a new blog, Year of Congee, written by Lorelle Saxena. It is an account of her commitment to eat Congee for breakfast every day for a full year. First of all, my spell check doesn't know what Congee is, and until I read the blog, I didn't either. What I can... Continue Reading →
Quickie
I am not in the giddy teenage bloom of my youth anymore, and in my own personal world of relationships I often find myself with the opportunity to say "this ain't my first rodeo." Because, you know, there have been a few rodeos in my life. So to wake up in the morning, putter around... Continue Reading →
How’s the Weather?
I've been thinking about death lately. Not in the 'what happens after we die' sort of existential questioning kind of way some think about death. More in the 'how will I feel when my mother dies' kind of way. I don't speak to my mother much. The last time it was to say "I don't... Continue Reading →
Amanda Janik 