Blog | Lea Geller

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Aug, 2017

Limp Mode

I ran into a friend this morning. I saw she was on foot with shopping bags. “Need a ride?” I asked. “No way! I’m not…

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Aug, 2017

Diner Coffee

Every time someone calls me a snob (something of a thrice a week phenomenon at its slowest), I mutter to myself: “diner coffee.” That’s right.…

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Jul, 2017

My One Day.

I was supposed to have one full day this summer – one full day with no children. Four finally shipped off to camp yesterday and…

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Jul, 2017

Nice girls grow zucchini.

I can’t bake. I have horrible handwriting. I can do no sport which calls for hand-eye coordination or the use of a bat, racket, or…

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Jul, 2017

Have Nest, Will Travel.

It’s comforting to know that there are some things married couples can fight about even when they are on the road. One of these things…

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Jul, 2017

The Next Stop: Home Goods

Once you’ve packed what you think are the entire contents of your home, the second step of summer road tripping (if you survived the car…

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Jul, 2017

The many stages of packing.

For my people, summer travel generally means car travel. I like the Northeast in the summer. I love the beaches, and I particularly dislike summer…

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Jun, 2017

What summer means to me…

Shit like this is what summer means to me: Every surface in my house looks something like this. There are empty Ziploc bags in every…

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May, 2017

Meatless May, Again.

It’s that time of year. At least twice a week I get this sort of email: Dear Parent, please send in pictures of your child…

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May, 2017

Biblio-F#*ked.

Dear School Librarian, Thank you. I love that my child gets to spend time with you. I love that she picks a book she likes…