I want you to meet someone.
Privilege buddies, meet Sarah Finnie Robinson. Sarah, meet Privilege.
Why the introduction you may wonder? This week Sarah started a blog series at the Huffington Post. She calls it, Dearly Beloved: Millennial Mother Love. I will let her explain in her first post. By the way, she is writing to her three grown children.
Hi kids,
I’ve decided to launch a blog series for you. Before you cringe, consider this: You are all grown up and gainfully employed, married even, and living in cities all over the country, busy doing all sorts of wonderful things in the world. But I am still your mother, and I don’t get to see you enough, and I want to be sure you know about certain stuff. Like news, weather, health, recommended reading, etiquette, housekeeping, food, shoes, climate change, vitamins, etc etc etc. Why? Because I love you.
A few more excerpts. From the same post,
Cooking tip: always make a little extra salad and fridge it for later. Yes to lemon balsamic dressing, yes to garlic bits. Pulverize this in those Cuisinarts you have sitting in their original packaging on top of your fridges and glop it into soups and sauces of all sorts; or chop and fill omelettes, tacos.
Why come home this weekend? I have a ton of basil ready to be harvested in the garden, so we’ll be having pesto clinic! Plus I’d love to see you.
And this, from the 2nd in the series so far.
Cooking tip: by now we all know what a floater is. It’s something extra-special added to a quantity of liquid. Did you know you can use floaters in soups and stews? Float a pool of balsamic on chili or cioppino; a globule of honey, cinnamon, minced ginger, and dash of salt on hot cereal. When you feel a bad cold coming on, float dark rum in your tea. (Years ago I was invited by Nick and his college friends to a bar in Manhattan in the form of a log-cabin—improbable as this sounds, I think I have it right—near Grand Central station—where they plied ever-accommodating Mom with a cocktail floater or two and then challenged me to several rounds of darts.)
Gratitude. Thanks for texting me a photo of your minor injuries asking if they’re infected, I love that.
I’m hard-pressed to articulate why I find Sarah’s series so charming. The voice? Yes. The mix of topics? Yes. The dare of drunken darts? Surely. But in all I think it’s just Sarah coming through, her intelligent relationship with her grown children so fully felt. Also funny and surprising. She always did have that leaping sort of mind, you know what I mean?
I should explain, Sarah and I went to college together. We reconnected during the planning for our 25th Reunion, and have stayed (if not in touch then) aware of each other since. She mentioned on Facebook (where I don’t say much but have connected with some college classmates) that she was going to be writing. I was immediately delighted.
You may be too. There are five posts up so far. I don’t know how long she’ll keep going – I hope at least through Christmas. I’d love to hear her take on the holiday season.
Have a wonderful weekend. Life is in fact a privilege.
21 Responses
What a great way to “give advice” to your grown children, which as we all know, isn’t always welcomed when it’s direct. Love the filter and humor of the blog style.
@Kathy, Exactly what I thought.
Lovely, witty, original!
Thanks
From Saturday sunset,waiting for your Saturday morning :-)
Dottoressa
@dottoressa, Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset, how swiftly fky
the years:). From Fiddler on the Roof. xox.
Thank you for the introduction. My favorite part was about the Cuisinarts in their original packaging on top of the refrigerator.
@Susan D., Yes that was a great detail, wasn’t it!
Oooh, I think I’m going to love this! Thanks for sharing.
@Leslie K, You are very welcome.
I love the cooking tips. My son and his new wife took the pressure cooker someone gave them for their wedding back — s good move on their part. Then new DIL signed them up for Blue Apron; I said, ” great idea, everybody I know that has it is happy.”
@RoseAG, Good mothering that;).
This is great. My favorite part is her kids texting her for health advice on their injuries. It’s so funny because, while I haven’t done exactly that, I have continued to ask my parents for rudimentary advice well into my 30s. It’s kind of… embarrassing to see yourself reflected like that :)
@Danielle, But I bet your parents love to be asked:).
Thank you, all Privilegers! And thank YOU Lisa. More
coming soon. Ideas most very welcome. Xo Sarah
@Sarah Finnie Robinson, You are so welcome! Ideas. Hmm. You are so good at them:).
The Cuisinart comment hooked me, now I have to go read this blog(and just from the preview, sincerely hope she keeps it up for a long while). I am in the same boat, 3 of them that only remember that dear old mom is around when they need to text an injury, an insect found in their apartment, or Is this still safe to eat snap of some random foodstuffs from the back of their fridge. Thanks for making the introduction to Sarah!
@Judy, I love the random foodstuffs from the back of the fridge! And you are very welcome.
LOVE IT!
GOOD LUCK that they will sign up and even READ IT!
But I know it is GOOD THERAPY for LA MAMA………..
SO, I WILL SUBSCRIBE AND READ.
WE STILL SO MUCH WANT TO BE IN THE LOOP!
BRAVA.
Motherhood is too sweet for us to give up easily;).
Thanks for sharing! Following with interest.
SSG xxx
@Sydney Shop Girl, pleasure and thank you!
So glad to see more writing like this. I see group email was never considered because, really, who bothers with a FULL PAGE of space to be filled? My teenagers barely remember their passwords, but spend hours on Instagram.
Word of the Day has been a staple between me and my sister for years, and we tend to finish crosswords in record time. My daughter believes them to be “too analog” for her. Waiting for a piece on laundry.
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