One of the great things about these regular coffees that Magda and I recently started is that on the way home I get really fired up to write about something. And not in the tabloid, What-A-Bitch sort...
Some of you have seen the NY Times article about moms who travel for work. I’ve been traveling for work since I went back to work fulltime in March of 2007. (In fact, the first interview I had ...
We’ve been quiet around here lately. And the official party line is that we don’t have much to talk about. The truth is that we are doing some pretty active co-parenting for the last few ...
“If Hitler invaded Hell,” Winston Churchill said, “I would make at least a favourable reference to the Devil in the House of Commons.” This is just the sort of quote that would absolutely delight my ...
Our older son’s 10th birthday party is today, and this is the easiest birthday party we’ve ever planned. I’m not sure if it’s because we’re divorced, because we each hav...
A few months ago, a friend of mine told me he was getting a divorce. I’d never been a particularly good friend of his wife–we were friendly but not friends–and I’d never quite...
So. No one’s blogged here in months! As I predicted last year, we’d eventually be undermined by being boring. I have just escaped from the busiest semester of my entire life. I cannot rec...
I’m really, really glad we both got that out of our systems. I know I’ve been carrying it around for a long time. And I knew people were curious about what happened, especially since LOD ...
Moxie told me all this almost five years ago, and as I see it in print for the first time, there will always be a part of me that calls horseshit. Over the years, however, that part of me has shrunk ...
LOD sent me this article on HuffPo entitled “Why So Many Of Us Marry The Wrong Person.” The author interviewed a whole bunch of divorced women and found that 30% of them knew they were ma...
The thing about living with your ex-in-laws for ten nights—especially when it was only supposed to be seven nights—is that it takes about two weeks of distance before you’re ready to write about it. ...
A couple of weeks ago, LOD and I were in my parents’ living room after the kids went to bed, and he said something. I replied. And then he said something else, and I said something else. And th...
Yes! Negotiations are over! The document is signed, we’re making the transition, and thus begins a new Pax Divorcea, full of sweetness and light and cupcakes for everyone! As freakin’ if. The first t...
I am at my parents’ house, working remotely and doing schoolwork and looking for a house for me and a place for LOD to live in in Ann Arbor. LOD has the kids up in the wilds of New England, whe...
We signed an agreement this morning. We’re moving to Ann Arbor, Michigan, in three weeks. My parents live 45 minutes south of Ann Arbor, so we’ll finally have a support system in taking c...
I laughed out loud when Moxie referred to herself as a wet sandwich, because I feel it, too. On my worst days, I feel like a panino that someone forgot to take out of the press: squashed flat, burne...
Yesterday LOD sent me this article from the New York Times to read about being a divorced, college-educated mother in the 2010s. He knew I was going to be as irked by it as I am, and wanted to read w...
This post says it was written by LOD, but this is from both of us. Because we are LOD and Moxie, and we are New Yorkers for marriage equality. It looks like New York state is tantalizingly close to e...
Father’s Day is coming up this Sunday in the US, as everyone who writes a blog knows, because we’ve been getting pitches for weeks. “Best Fathers’ Day Gift For Your Husband!&#...
I can’t even think of another metaphor for how this negotiation is making me feel. Oh, wait. Here’s one from Fantastic Mr. Fox: “a wet sandwich.” Yes, I feel like a wet sandwi...
Being married was like being caught in a bear trap. Being divorced is like being locked in a cage with an angry tiger. Getting divorced was the best thing that happened to me, but it doesn’t ma...
Hi there! Remember us? The divorced parents who started that blog last year? It was called “After the Fire,” right? “Fire and Ice” maybe? I’m pretty sure there was something in there about burning. W...
Two days ago, my older son and I had a conversation in which he expressed his desire to jump off a bridge, and I told him his dad and I had already discussed it and were not going to let him. He, of ...
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