I’ve been thinking about sex a lot lately and it all started when I read an account of an all girls circle jerk in a Manhattan Upper East side apartment. Okay, to be fair, as far as I know, no one but me is calling it a circle jerk. Jenny Block, a columnist for The […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on we’ve come a long way, baby. or have we?: is women’s sexuality a substitute for women’s equality?When my older sister announced her pregnancy, my mother announced, shortly thereafter, that she didn’t want to be called grandma, granny, gran or any variation of grandmother. I assumed it was because grandmother meant old and my mother, who had always shrouded her age in secrecy, didn’t want any clues to her age. She’d been […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on the mother of my grandaughter’s mother: a grandmother’s quest to find the right nameMy last memory of Jacob was on a bright, February day. The air had a crisp, astringent quality. We had just finished our monthly hike in the woods behind my house and we were having lunch at a local café. My dog, Alice, still panting from the hike, was tethered to his chair. He leaned […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on i will never understand men: hard-wired attraction and the quest for companionshipLast week, around noon on a weekday, a young African-American man knocked on my front door. He was there to talk me into signing up for AT&T high speed internet. As most people know AT&T and Comcast are fiercely competing for subscribers. He said he could save me a lot of money if I switched. […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on knocking on doors while black: my neighborhood, my neighbors, my confusionWhen I first discovered David Hockney a couple of decades ago, his paintings thrilled me. I found the cobalt cerulean hues of his swimming pools irresistible and his particular rendering of the southern California light evoked a longing in me for my childhood. He once called that light extravagant and said it was one of […]
Continue Reading... Comments Off on can david hockney save my marriage?: one overly opinionated wife and her quieter husband