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Comment on A mom of two by Peaches and Pumpkins

Peaches and Pumpkins — Tue, 10 Jan 2012 13:04:11 +0000

I too have seen these supermoms and it amazes me. With an eighteen month old, and a four month old, I’m still getting used to having two babies. And I hope soon I can be this comfortable in public with both of them haha. Hang in there momma..it sounds like your doing a great job:) and it’s the best one there is!

Comment on I’m Back, sort of by Simone

Simone — Wed, 29 Jun 2011 18:27:40 +0000

“My life as I knew it is now over.”
Agreed Noni, but in a very amazing and special way, right? 2 years later I am still constantly in awe at how different life looks now.

Cheers! Simone

Comment on The Year of Lost and Found by Tanya

Tanya — Mon, 03 Jan 2011 21:41:28 +0000

so glad you wrote about all this.
much love,
xoxo.

Comment on The Year of Lost and Found by nonirohr

nonirohr — Fri, 31 Dec 2010 20:29:56 +0000

Dear everybody….I love everything that we all remember. It’s like Fernando said, it’s a shared memory. I re-read what people signed in my yearbooks too and it cracked me up…such funny times. Nate, I didn’t remember that you dated Christie C – but then, if it was for only 3 weeks why would I remember that? Did you know that Miles dated her right before me? That’s why I was so freaked out…she was the “cool chick” I was referring to..”oh..so he looks cool is older and dated Christie C? Oh man, even my older brother loved her…she was super cool. Why would he ever like me?”…but I just knew it was gonna work out. That was one of those rare times in life when I was absolutely sure of something (I often wonder why I couldn’t be that confident about EVERYTHING I attempt to do. I actually told someone that he was my boyfriend before we even talked…it just came out). And over these past 21 years whenever I’d see Miles…which at times was random and unplanned, I loved that we never, ever let that magic go…it was like holy shit there’s Miles…starring at me all googly, like he’s 17 again. I always thought I was the only one who noticed it. Depending on my mood, my heart would go from a little a aflutter to full bore…and I knew, even if we couldn’t get married and grow old together that we were always going to have that something special and no one could take it away from us. First loves are first loves.
He was my special person…but he was special to many, not just me.

Comment on The Year of Lost and Found by nate t.

nate t. — Fri, 31 Dec 2010 11:22:26 +0000

noni….my friend, thanks for takin’ me back to that wonderful time, and helping me get in tune with the absolute power of true love; reading this, really brought up some memories of you n miles smilin, holdin’ hands and walkin down A wing, as if you both new something the rest of us didnt ( to say, i mean, only that you 2 were on a different plain together..totally enamored,while the rest of us only tried to emulate you’re obvious infatuation with each other, with our GF’s or prospective dates to the next dance). I remember you smiling alot our freshman year. Coincidence? I dont think so. I remember dating christy calegari as a freshman,( she was Miles’ class), and being so incredibly awkward and dorky in her presence, because..lets face it- not only was she 2 years more “hip” than my Le Tigre shirts could ever allow me to be, at that godforsaken age of 14, but…the bottom line was, i was a freshman and she was a junior. Hence the “dork”/”cool chick” factor. Deli sandwhiches aside, it was doomed to fail…..But Not you. and not Miles…although we were the exact same ages, you had the “cool chick”/ “Coolest dude in the fucking school factor”- it was a match made in heaven. And if memory serves correctly (although it probably doesnt, as a result of far too many drunkin, hazy nights)—it was because of that “factor” that CC and me lasted a whole 3 weeks…2 weeks longer than Garrett Pickle predicted.lol…. but i digress, sitting there proudly at Miles’ memorial , next to my brother Matt-{who, along with Jimmy Martin, introduced me to the coolest fucking dude in the school, over a backyard game of basketball / and persimmon chucking( ” lets see who can hit the metermaid first”, i believe was the proclamation- Matt swears it was Matt V.- but im sure it came from Miles’ mouth!} and amidst all of Miles’ real homies, teammates, ex g.f.’s, and ex band mates.. i realized how truly beautiful a human being, and unstoppable spirit, Miles was.
I appreciated youre moment up there, at the podium, trying to summarize how enlightened you were, in his company, and how much love he showed you…and you, him. that last part, i “got”as clear at that moment, amidst tears and chuckles, as was 23 yrs ago. May youre beautiful daughter Maya feel the same truth, as she gets older. You have a great story, or rather experience, to share- especially,when that day comes ( im a dad too, and as much as i dread it, its inevitable) when she comes home, dumbstruck by love and dizzy…or even better- when she’s caught red-handed by you and/or Dmitry, hiding in a closet-too embarrassed to explain why “this cool guy, who wrote me an awesome poem, mom…and he plays guitar” is hiding, shirtless, next to her…..
Noni…i havent seen my 8th grade yearbook in 12 years, truth be told, im pretty sure an “ex”- in a last, furious, i’ll-teach-you-not-to-go-to-the -casino-w/out me!! moment– burned it.., (along with my Clash bootlegs..for the brutal double whammy)…but, i’ll NEVER forget what you wrote in it. it said, and keep in mind, you wrote this in 1986…”To Nate, HAVE A GREAT SUMMER, I KNOW I WILL ( there again, like you new something the rest of us didn’t)…IM NOT A GYPSY ( i used to tease you about youre likeness to the queen, Stevie Nicks- to which you would call me a goonie, i think it was), IM JUST GAUDY.” Hell, It took me 18 years to figure out the meaning of that word. Only the grandaughter of a Brenda Starr, and trailblazin’ love interest to the coolest dude on the planet in 1986, and future playwrite/mommy –could possibly use THAT word, as an adjective in self assessment, ULTIMATELY doing what good writers do….leave they’re subjects thinking. with one little sentance in my yearbook, you achieved what Mr. Reischling, (bless his heart-with the endless props and cool catch phrases and all) failed to do. You captured my attention, “Gaudy-WTF does that mean?) and you did it to an Accolades soundtrack. ……thanks for this blog. you have a tremendous sense of in the moment story telling, and ive seen a little chatter about a “screenplay or story” regarding you n miles…or maybe just miles. hell i dont know. i hope you do expand on this blog, in some form or other, and i look forward to reading about it, somewhere. peace to you and youre family, with loss comes love. sometimes as a renewal..sometimes as a reminder. Thanks for reminding me. peace n love.

Comment on The Year of Lost and Found by Jimmy

Jimmy — Fri, 31 Dec 2010 05:23:08 +0000

Thank you for sharing Noni. I burned a candle for all of our friends in the afterlife on X-mas eve. Good memories of Pete filled my head all day. I almost drove to Dillon beach to sit on the cliff in one of those huge shrubs we would take perch on during a good acid trip and huge bonfires supplied by your bro.
As the day went on I began to think of The McNaught’s and the families first Christmas without Miles in 4 decades. It was a quiet day before Christmas in our house. My emotions finally snared me that day Noni. I miss them and the great times we had very much.

Comment on Crap at My Parents’ House by nonirohr

nonirohr — Sat, 14 Aug 2010 02:07:40 +0000

We moved last year from the West Village to Tribeca, and we’d been in that West Village apartment for 8 years! My husband made me get rid of tons of old papers — things I thought I couldn’t part with. I’m glad that threw so much stuff out because it allowed me to move into our new place with a clean slate. Still, I’m so used to going to my mom’s and having my old life there for me. It will be really hard for me to throw these things away. But we have to say to ourselves “do I need this stuff?” Just think about traveling around with a pack on….how much could we carry?

Comment on Crap at My Parents’ House by kristen

kristen — Fri, 13 Aug 2010 18:07:30 +0000

Great, great article. I can totally relate! Would love for my parents to clean out the junk, but when they tell me to go through my own boxes, I can’t seem to get rid of anything! Makes it fun to go home and relive my past…I will have some good pics to post on Crap at My Parents’ House blog.

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Comment on Look Up! Monday’s New York Interview by John van Rens

John van Rens — Sat, 15 Nov 2008 22:23:36 +0000

Laura,
I finally looked at your blog today(November 15) and got a big kick out of how you spoke of our conversation and how it made you look at the city newly. I also checked out some of your other observations and enjoy them very much–you have a wonderful spirit! Go Obama!
John the painter