*Lately my daughter keeps talking about church and how she wants to go. Jay and I, of course, have no interest in this but we're trying to be supportive. My friend Kim goes to a very welcoming, non-judgy church so I'm thinking of allowing the girl to tag along with her. This is weird territory for me to be navigating but I remember Daphne once telling me how when she was growing up her parents allowed her to explore a lot of different faiths, even some of the more off beat ones. And since I respect Daphne and think she has a pretty healthy take on religion and god, I think the idea of letting the girl go with a trusted friend will be the route we take. Now I think I may need to buy the girl some church shoes.
*Is anyone else loving the new Fiona Apple album as much as I am? (I know Jessie is.)
*I've been tinkering around with the layout of the blog and I'd love to hear your thoughts. It looks good on my end but I'd love to know if there is anything weird going on when you view it on your phone or a different size screen. I've increased the size of the pictures A LOT. Are they vulgar big?
*July is a big month for our family. Jay and I will have been married for 15 years and the boy will turn 14. I predict a lot of cake this month.
*I read this really good article in More magazine about friendship. Specifically, the article was about how one woman's rejection by her close friend led her to become a better friend. Towards, the end of the article the author writes this:
I tend my friendships better now. I listen more and gently probe beneath the surface of things. More often, I remember the occasion or make the date, even though the timing may be less than convenient. Friendship isn’t convenient. People don’t know by telepathy that you care, and you can’t keep them suspended in time until you’re ready. So I make dates rather than mere promises.
I'm not always the best friend. Not a bad friend, but a lazy one. I don't always answer the phone when I should, I suck at remembering important dates, I take too long to answer e-mails, and I rarely initiate things like meet ups or coffee dates. I should do these things because I always feel better when I do, but on a day to day basis, it just doesn't occur to me to be the type of person who does these things.
Fortunately, I have a lot of people in my life right now to help me with this.
A few weeks back my family went over to Visty's house for dinner and games. The night was a success. Our families got along-even the moody teenage members-and there were moments I laughed so hard my sides hurt. But when Visty and I were setting it up, she said, "We need to just do this. We need to set a date and make it happen." I agreed, but added that it's just so much easier to go home and take off my bra and get into my jammies. She said, "Yeah, I know, but you can take your bra off at my house."
I think that's my new requirement for all future friends: Can I take my bra off at their house?