Thursday, September 13, 2012

I Think I'm Gonna Read It ... You Know What

The highly controversial and wildly successful 50 SHADES OF GREY by EL James

A funny thing happened to me on the way to New York a couple weeks ago. 

My husband's seventy-one year-old aunt from Rome, who's a retired high school English teacher and probably one of the most brilliant and engaging conversationalists I've ever met, accompanied me on the four-hour drive from Boston to the Big Apple. When I tell you she's an engaging conversationalist, that's code for SHE-CAN-TALK-YOUR-EAR-OFF. Which I don't mind, since conversation always includes a little literature, philosophy, and some of her colorful-crazy life experience. I should probably mention at this point that before teaching, she'd studied philosophy and literature at the University of Rome (in retirement she's studying economics and computer science). 

Back to the story...

On our way out of Boston she said, sounding really excited, "I found something on the plane -- a brand new book in the front seat's pocket. Even had the receipt in it. Whoever it belonged to is going to be upset." You can imagine my reaction. Might as well have been a hundred dollar bill. So I probed her about the book. She didn't remember the title or the author's name but said it looked really good and promised to show it to me when we arrived at the hotel.

After sitting in an extra hour's worth of traffic and rushing to make a tour, I'd completely forgotten about her book. Later that evening as we dressed for dinner, with the RNC blasting on the TV in the background, she says to me (my back's to her), "Oh, here's the book I told you about." I turned to her handing me a shiny, new copy of EL James' 50 SHADES OF GREY. Hello! The book I've been ambivalent about reading, mainly because of all the hype (good and bad) surrounding it.

"You're reading this?" I asked, half-embarrassed, half-incredulous. "Of course," she replied, and went on to show me the places she'd underlined with pen; these were words she planned to look up. Was it wrong of me to assume this book's effects had rippled over to Italia? I mean, it's the all-time most downloaded book in the UK. So I took it upon myself to educate her with the little bit I've gleaned from social media and Saturday Night Live. You can imagine how that went.

Turns out she didn't know the alternative meaning for the word "bondage," which she completely grasped after I'd made several whipping and binding gestures. Yes, I know, ridiculous. I expected her to be appalled. Nope. Didn't bat an eyelash. In fact, she got a twinkle in her youthful blue eyes and said, "Really?" I laughed, "Yeah, really. You still going to read it?" "Well, why not?" she said. "I'm not that easily influenced. Now I'm looking forward to it." Although, she did later say that she'd have to hide the cover so people wouldn't know what she read.

So there you have it. If it's good enough for a lit and philosophy major, it's good enough for me. Except mine will be on the Nook.


Troublemakers in Times Square

Here's another title that looks interesting. :p
50 SHAMES OF EARL GREY by Fanny Merkin





Wednesday, September 12, 2012

MIERCOLES MUDO: New York, New York!


Miércoles Mudo” es un carnaval de blogs o blog hop iniciado por Maybelline de Naturalmente Mamá y participar es muy fácil, solo debes publicar los miércoles una foto (s) sin escribir nada para explicarla (s) (de ahí viene lo mudo). Luego no olvides enlazar en el linky que está debajo y dejar un comentario en cada uno de los blogs que decidas visitar. Para conocer como nació el Miércoles mudo y sus reglas, puedes hacer click aquí.

¡Feliz Miércoles!

1. Naturalmente Mamá  30. Diario de una Batmami  
2. Soy Mama Blog  31. Alba de Ya estoy Aqui MaMa  
3. Montsequibu. Mi espacio para Ernesto  32. La Lola Sh  
4. Eticlip  33. Creciendo con Emma  
5. Labrando un Hogar -Andreina-  34. Esmeralda Guerrero-Languzzi  
6. My Points Of View  35. La Petiua Tina  
7. El Blog de Esparcer  36. This Way Mami {Desde mi ventana}  
8. Fragmentos de mi vida  37. Kangurita, tu y yo!!  
9. Tremenda Aventura Ser Madre...  38. Mamirami  
10. Cuidando la luz de tus ojos  39. BarcelonaBabyBlog  
11. Íntimo y Personal  40. Lianxio - Alfombras de Sal  
12. trestrillistigres  41. Aprendiendo a ser mamá  
13. Diario de Algo Especial  42. ♥♥♥Amo Ser Mamá♥♥♥  
14. Mari  43. ♥Cerquita Mio♥♥♥♥♥  
15. Elisabet Rules ♥  44. Hogar-mujer  
16. Una futura mama  45. NUTRICAMPEONES  
17. O.oOo.Burbujita, tú y yo.oOo.O  46. Las Mariposas de Mamá  
18. Anclando mis raíces  47. Rebe ..:Disfrutando Juntos:..  
19. Notas de Mamá  48. El Blog de Blanqui  
20. WhoShe  49. Mami Holistica y Genial: El Primer Día de Clases.  
21. Base Echo  50. Bella Vida by Letty  
22. Mami también existe  51. Siendo Madres  
23. The Diary of My Dreams  52. Mami&Baby  
24. Imaginar Sonrisas  53. 1MamaPara2  
25. Querida Clara...  54. De Familia, dos puntos  
26. CreatiBea  55. Ronda de Café  
27. Diario de la Familia Lopez García  56. Ser educadora  
28. Lady Pink  57. No sin mis hijos  
29. Mifabula  58. Nuestro Diario Web  

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Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Forever Changed by 9/11


Moments permanently etched into memory ...

On September 11, 2001, I'd just returned to work after visiting New York for the weekend. My mother had moved to the East Coast to live with my husband and I (a big change for a newlywed couple), and our son, who'd not yet been conceived, would be born the following year. I lived in a bubble that included only my family and closest friends.

The world was "out there."

You see, I'd never known the kind of terror and loss of personal security that resulted from the attacks of 9/11. The kind of terror that so many people in other parts of the world have experienced in their day-to-day lives at the hands of terrorists. But that changed. After the events of that morning, I'd never, again, watch the news feeling disconnected from the rest of the world, because the bubble I'd lived in was an illusion. I was the people living abroad; they were me.

Geography was all that separated us.

I recently had the opportunity to visit the 9/11 Memorial to pay my respects, and came away feeling inspired by our country's resilience in the face of tragedy. I felt hope and optimism for the future. The 9/11 Memorial, with it's wooded grounds and two reflecting pools, is a sight quite different from the one I'd seen several years earlier, when I'd laced my fingers through a chain-link fence and gaped in disbelief at the wound in the ground. I remembered ... the deafening sound of bulldozers moving earth ... an enormous American flag whose corners furled in the wind as it draped to the side of a nearby building ... my husband down on one knee next to me, praying.

So many questions and fears have plagued me since the events of that day. The biggest and most important being, how to raise a son who understands what happened without compromising his innocence, compassion and tolerance?



Today, on this eleventh anniversary, my thoughts and prayers go out to all the souls who lost their lives and to the families and friends who continue to love them.

I've been forever changed and will never forget.