Hey Toasties, what are you up to this fine Friday afternoon? I’m looking for good summer cocktail recipes, because I like the idea of sipping summer cocktails on my screened-in porch. If you have a favorite, maybe tell me about it in the comments, and maybe I’ll learn to make it this very weekend.
This was a short week that felt very very long to me. It was a good week, though!
Kaye M., who created the viral hashtag #YesAllWomen, wrote this important, honest reflection for its one-year anniversary.
Mallory’s The Thomas Hardy Boys made me so happy:
Frank reached into his jacket pocket to be sure several important legal papers which he was to deliver for Mr. Hardy were still there. Relieved to find them, Frank chuckled and said, “After the help we gave Dad on his latest case, he ought to set up the firm of Hardy and Sons.”
“The world is not ripe for us,” Joe said, with eyes black and unshining as dirt.
“Isn’t he one of the most famous private detectives in the country? And aren’t we bright too?” Frank asked. Then, becoming serious, he added, “I wish we could solve a mystery on our own, though.”
“A woman is a mystery,” Joe said. “Time is a mystery. A cupboard is a mystery. The human heart is a mystery, and we are too many.”
Joel Kim Booster told us why Vin Diesel would make a great boyfriend.
Anna Pulley gave the world the Tegan and Sara haiku we didn’t even know we needed.
Christine Kathleen McMahon shared how she tried to make sense of her arthritis when she was a child with a lot of curiosity and little spiritual guidance.
Marika offered some perfect advice on how “to be kind to oneself in the absence of love for oneself,” with help from Franz Wright’s “To Myself.”
Karissa Chen wrote this awesome piece on Asian/Pacific Islander American literature, how she thinks it should be defined, and why we need more (MUCH MORE!) of it.
I vented a little bit about stuff we hear as an interracial family. My husband asked me why I didn’t make the list longer (“I know you’ve heard way more than that”), and the truth is, I cut myself off because I just got tired and kinda mad all over again. LET’S DO BETTER.
Happy weekend, friends.
