I realized that all the friends that I already have in NY are women (which is amazing, don’t get me wrong). I’m coming from having these wonderful feminist men around me – who I can always call on for anything – to no men at all, and having to start all over with finding men I can trust. It’s a little bit scary, really.
Being around babies so much the last couple of days (cousins) has made me realize how much I miss the cats. Willoughby in particular, and Skye…
My baby cousins have this keyboard toy thing that has like a “demo” button, which plays instrumentals of a whole bunch of kids’ songs, like Yankee Doodle, Row Row Row Your Boat, and a honky-tonk version of Ode to Joy. It also, however, plays Silent Night. WTF? Not only is that a Christmas carol, it’s also a really religious song. Why is that okay? What’s even weirder is that I realized that I know all of the words to Silent Night. That’s even worse than still knowing all of the words to all of the songs on Mariah Carey’s Daydream despite not having listened to the album in 7 years. In my opinion. Okay, maybe they’re both pretty bad. Either way, it feels a little off to be indoctrinating 9 month old pagan babies with the tune of Silent Night.
And now, cats!
This is a terrible picture of Willoughby, but it’s the only one I have on my computer… I’m sorry! The other is Skye (in the laundry basket), free wherever she may be!
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Quite a lot of the classical music repertoire is super-religious too…but for the most part people have been able to appreciate them in a secular context, even with their faith associations. I guess it’s a postmodern thing!
Cute cats!
Say, I didn’t know you’d started blogging again, sorry – I’ll be better about checking back often! It sounds like stuff was rough for a bit but now settling into NYC is distracting you okay? If you get a chance, let’s catch up sometime in a real convo.