tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post7567768502930794974..comments2023-11-24T08:37:35.827+00:00Comments on Peonies and Polaroids: New York, Delusions. carahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-8835436072257932432014-11-22T14:27:31.205+00:002014-11-22T14:27:31.205+00:00i really enjoyed this post as I always do; you do ...i really enjoyed this post as I always do; you do realize you have been sharing with the world with your blog over the years. so there is more openness in you than you say.CMohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04469295148195051127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-56101597611396094232014-11-18T05:24:00.083+00:002014-11-18T05:24:00.083+00:00Ach - I was about to tell you about the coffee thi...Ach - I was about to tell you about the coffee thing but I see someone already has. We are a country of immigrants (not that our government believes it sadly) but also a country of workaholics who are deeply addicted to caffeine! :)shine little light*https://www.blogger.com/profile/03206534200849897015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-61758058707770655402014-11-14T08:50:56.719+00:002014-11-14T08:50:56.719+00:00I'll just sit across the road. Not at all cree...I'll just sit across the road. Not at all creepy.Piphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08872576615650298996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-3884136241534030112014-11-14T08:05:21.619+00:002014-11-14T08:05:21.619+00:00I can't decide if I'm more entertained by ...I can't decide if I'm more entertained by the post or the comments sometimes... <br /><br />And even after you've said there should be spaces between the dots for ellipses, I can't bring myself to do it. Stupid fingers. <br /><br />Oddly, I like the real version of you, as described, a ton but based on that I'm pretty sure we'd never talk to each other if we ran across each other in person. I mean, assuming we didn't "internet-know" each other. In my imagination, we'd happily co-exist not trying to talk to each other, reading our books solo in random coffeehouses. (Come to think, that's a little bit like how PiC and I hang out now.)<br /><br />The woman running our "All about the first trimester" class used "babysitting" to refer to fathers taking care of the kid and my head exploded a little bit. It's PARENTING. It's YOUR CHILD. I refused to go back to any more of those classes. The internet can provide whatever information I need on pregnancy, thanks, and without any of that nonsense. So even now, before Little Bean's out in the wild, people acting like my husband taking care of the kid alone is unfathomable is met with an eyebrow and "he was 50% responsible for LB *existing*, pretty sure he can handle being 50% responsible for keeping LB alive". Why is it normal to expect me to take the kid on work travel and be aghast that I'd "make him" take the child on his solo leisure travel? People are so bizarre.<br /><br /> Revanchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07293868300535734672noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-52570218480251381212014-11-14T06:52:18.179+00:002014-11-14T06:52:18.179+00:00Thanks! Thanks! carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-39186348118510062002014-11-14T06:51:24.081+00:002014-11-14T06:51:24.081+00:00An errant apostrophe? GET OFF MY STOOP. An errant apostrophe? GET OFF MY STOOP. carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-65080586762518245522014-11-14T06:50:59.767+00:002014-11-14T06:50:59.767+00:00Ahhh, that makes sense about the coffee, thank you...Ahhh, that makes sense about the coffee, thank you for enlightening me. (God, I'd kill for a proper coffee right now instead of the swill I made half asleep at 6am) <br /><br />I'm going to start telling people that I left them at home with a box of cereal and that I'm not worried because there's two of them and at least one will probably survive. carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-91481612073678146852014-11-14T06:49:25.051+00:002014-11-14T06:49:25.051+00:00THANK YOU for saying that, that's such a lovel...THANK YOU for saying that, that's such a lovely thing to hear. <3carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-37417099429157569532014-11-14T06:48:53.466+00:002014-11-14T06:48:53.466+00:00I love you. I love you. carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-70449466658850165912014-11-14T06:48:40.146+00:002014-11-14T06:48:40.146+00:00Dammit, I never get tears when I'm actually *t...Dammit, I never get tears when I'm actually *trying* to make people cry. <3carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-59646329192297269762014-11-14T06:48:13.866+00:002014-11-14T06:48:13.866+00:00You know what, it *is* fun to share a holiday with...You know what, it *is* fun to share a holiday with someone but MY GOD, the space that comes by going alone is mind blowing. Do you read What Possessed Me? She doesn't blog much any more but she had a wonderful series about travelling to Mali alone and it was so inspiring. carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-76915046746152326002014-11-14T06:46:32.918+00:002014-11-14T06:46:32.918+00:00well sometimes I forget! well sometimes I forget! carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-33564626505287631162014-11-14T06:46:15.490+00:002014-11-14T06:46:15.490+00:00It is such a rare thing to get away without your f...It is such a rare thing to get away without your family. I suspect that most people only ever do it for work. And that's so sad about the coffee :(carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-54076166006347642002014-11-14T06:45:30.364+00:002014-11-14T06:45:30.364+00:00Thank you!Thank you!carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-67528641961637825432014-11-14T06:45:13.548+00:002014-11-14T06:45:13.548+00:00Definitely not. Learning to value that in itself a...Definitely not. Learning to value that in itself as not inherently less worthy than being a social butterfly has been such a challenge for me but I'm getting there. carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-623578342659017332014-11-14T06:44:01.938+00:002014-11-14T06:44:01.938+00:00Thank you, it really was. Hard, but great. Thank you, it really was. Hard, but great. carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-27141547464553033722014-11-14T06:43:37.127+00:002014-11-14T06:43:37.127+00:00Ha! I've only ever heard that one the other wa...Ha! I've only ever heard that one the other way around. Americans asking why anyone would be going to a volcanic island for their frozen goods. carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351483253361159121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-40613194979309589742014-11-14T02:25:34.388+00:002014-11-14T02:25:34.388+00:00Oh god there is an errant apostrophe in my comment...Oh god there is an errant apostrophe in my comment that I cannot edit. Don't judge me.Piphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08872576615650298996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-46083775161178757112014-11-14T02:22:54.577+00:002014-11-14T02:22:54.577+00:00People are very, very surprised that I leave my ho...People are very, very surprised that I leave my house on my own and *gasp* sometimes travel on my own, leaving my husband to "babysit". I mean, how does he even know how to parent? What if he can't find the kitchen? Has he ever been there? No one ever asks him where our toddler is if he is in the world without me/us, but let me tell you every time I go somewhere alone I will invariably be asked "Where is your son?" <br />My stock answer is currently "At home. Alone. I left him a bowl of water."<br /><br />Australian's are good at coffee because we have a history of immigration of people from countries with coffee cultures (Italians, Greeks and Vietnamese, to name a few); particularly in Melbourne there are wonderful communities of immigrants who set up restaurants and shops which lead to the cafe and coffee culture that has now bled across Australia. The coffee is a fusion and celebration of different types of coffee and Australian coffee is wonderful. WONDERFUL. Piphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08872576615650298996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-84239617454020470682014-11-13T21:53:58.415+00:002014-11-13T21:53:58.415+00:00I might just have to read this all again because I...I might just have to read this all again because I enjoyed it so much. Which is really saying something as my attention span on the internet these days is about 2 nano seconds. <br /><br />I love the version of you in your head and the real you (slightly prefer the real you though).Florahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11702341547677683100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-73002385586416989612014-11-13T04:59:23.892+00:002014-11-13T04:59:23.892+00:00That moment when you read a post and your heart ac...That moment when you read a post and your heart aches with familiar sentiment and your viewpoint seems to have been stolen by a very cool chick - who went to New York City ON HER OWN - and couldn't find the hipsters in Williamsburg EITHER (??!!urban legends??!!) . . . that moment. ♥♥♥♥♥<br /><br />Also - how f**king cool is NYC and then how bloody blessedly bloody amazeballs is it that alongside all that cool distraction lies that fierce pull back to your tribe? <br />and you're right . . . " a timely reminder that the internet can bring magic and riches, not just stupidity and vileness" ♥Angy is my name.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15437191811060949225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-82133103363475719482014-11-10T06:46:09.227+00:002014-11-10T06:46:09.227+00:00Oof, P. I wept through practically this entire pos...Oof, P. I wept through practically this entire post. <3Celiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05922091596290930281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-91566388788503724672014-11-08T18:25:32.793+00:002014-11-08T18:25:32.793+00:00Love this. My biggest post-breakup panic over the ...Love this. My biggest post-breakup panic over the last few months has been about whether I will be able to go on holiday by myself or whether I should persuade a friend to come away with me. Strongly suspect half the fun of going away is having someone to share it with. I'm like you in that I just know I won't talk to strangers despite telling myself I will. Strange just how much travel makes us learn about ourselves.Gwen - TheFoodieHistorianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12667780848941372756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-42278790678619946102014-11-08T15:36:48.918+00:002014-11-08T15:36:48.918+00:00I'm just so amazed you figured this out so you...I'm just so amazed you figured this out so young. <3LPChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18209861350905135093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368120335140927600.post-65206032915507642292014-11-07T22:30:48.646+00:002014-11-07T22:30:48.646+00:00I love your words. I think I would do exactly the ...I love your words. I think I would do exactly the same if I EVER got to go on a holiday without my family. I don't know why we are so good at coffee, I just know that we are and that I would give a limb to have one right now if the caffeine wouldn't give me a panic attack xxxMyfnoreply@blogger.com