Summer so far
Jun. 26th, 2008 04:23 pmBlueberry ice-cream, packing chaos, sifting through my possessions and releasing them into the world, exploring crumbling brick and peeling paint, beloved friends visiting or at least appearing within striking distance (a.k.a. Donna Martin's Boyfriend), kiddie pool and sun tea in
beginnersmind's front yard, sunpainting on
redheadedmuse's back porch, elaborations on my next tattoo design, plotting outings to Plum Island, masterminding one last trip to New York.
I turn 30 next week. How come I don't feel adult? I have a Ph.D. and a baby and through some cosmic fluke I landed my dream job--"all before 30!" chirps some Cosmo-to-human translator in the Cosmogirl part of my brain.
I know I don't feel like a Parent in any cultural trope sense of the word. I feel like the same messy-haired, perpetually chaotic girl--except now I have a baby by my side all the time. I feel like a Weetzie Bat kind of mommy.
Anyway, in my moment of despair over the seeming demise of my SX-70 camera (before
kuru93 kindly reminded me that it is the film back battery that runs the camera) I bought myself another little cheapie "cult" camera on ebay, to add to my ever-growing collection of weird and old cameras (which actually will need to be trimmed because I can't, like, take 20 cameras with me to the Netherlands) and now I will wait for its arrival.
OH! Also--one of my best friends from college, my partner on many a night of smoking and reading poetry out loud, has just put out her first album. She has a gorgeous voice, and is full to the brim of beautiful harmonies. She kind of has a Sarah McLachlan/Dido style, so if you like that style of music, you'd probably really like her stuff--you can listed to it on her Myspace page
Okay now lemonade and nap.
I turn 30 next week. How come I don't feel adult? I have a Ph.D. and a baby and through some cosmic fluke I landed my dream job--"all before 30!" chirps some Cosmo-to-human translator in the Cosmogirl part of my brain.
I know I don't feel like a Parent in any cultural trope sense of the word. I feel like the same messy-haired, perpetually chaotic girl--except now I have a baby by my side all the time. I feel like a Weetzie Bat kind of mommy.
Anyway, in my moment of despair over the seeming demise of my SX-70 camera (before
OH! Also--one of my best friends from college, my partner on many a night of smoking and reading poetry out loud, has just put out her first album. She has a gorgeous voice, and is full to the brim of beautiful harmonies. She kind of has a Sarah McLachlan/Dido style, so if you like that style of music, you'd probably really like her stuff--you can listed to it on her Myspace page
Okay now lemonade and nap.
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Date: 2008-06-26 08:48 pm (UTC)Do you know
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Date: 2008-06-27 02:46 am (UTC)(up to 225 until the next one arrives in a couple weeks...)
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Date: 2008-06-27 12:47 pm (UTC)Polaroid 690
Polaroid Sx-70 Model 1 SE
Rosko
Ami 66
Super Altissa
and I could go on....
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Date: 2008-06-28 07:10 am (UTC)This totally resonated with me in sort of an anticipatory way! I don't have a baby, and I'm a year or so away from my Ph.D. (and hopefully a dream job or dream post-doc!), but yes, even when I get there I don't expect to feel any more adult than I (don't) feel now. It's reassuring to hear that "feeling adult", while navigating through professional milestones and coping with increasing responsibilities, is optional!