So. New Year's ( Read more... )

The thing you don't realize is that Christmas with kids is to rediscover all over again what Christmas means. I'm not talking about the birth of Christ portion of that here, because let's face it, the attention span of a child when faced with a tree spilling over with presents is not such that they pause and give thanks for a stable and a few ( Read more... )

I think, so long as I live, I will never forget the image of him, under me, sweat-slick and bathed in moonlight. The pale of his inner thigh as I pressed my mouth to one spot, then another. Crash of waves and crash of bodies, the air heady and heavy with the two of us, with words and sounds and sensation. Alive ( Read more... )

There is something dangerously addicting about our chosen craft - those of us who act, anyway. The lure of another skin, the careful study and research and care we take so we can wear it as if it were our own. Cate Blanchett said in an interview recently that acting wasn't so much about putting on airs as removing all of them, completely, and ( Read more... )

Zooey commented once that we update one after the other, and I guess that's true. Usually it's me updating after him, and this time it's no different. He's done a more than adequate job of summing up the holiday activities, so I won't linger too much at the details. Just snapshots, polaroid memories I keep flipping through in my head ( Read more... )

I find myself in New Orleans. Ava and Deke are resettled with their mother, and Seth's filming, too. This is the way of our business, but it sucks, and I hate it, and I've been moody on set and off ( Read more... )

There's a tan line where my wedding ring used to be. I don't know what's stranger, having a tan line in November or seeing my hand without that familiar glint of metal. The latter, probably. The latter, assuredly ( Read more... )

I got up early this morning, untangled myself from limbs and smiled at the soft sighs left in my wake, dressed quietly as I watched them resettle and wrap around each other, drawn to the warm spot I'd just vacated. Just about any other morning I think I might have been tempted to crawl back in and join them, but too much restlessness. Too itchy ( Read more... )

Deke turned one this past weekend. We had a small party, Franco was in charge of libations and I'm fairly sure there hasn't been a swankier first birthday party in New York City's history. Reese stopped by, spent the afternoon and stayed to open presents. She and Ava went out for breakfast together the next morning and had a girls' shopping day ( Read more... )

The thing with children under ten is they go to bed early and get up early and you're pretty much at their beck and call, although I've a sneaking suspicion that's a lifetime thing. I'm up to make pancakes, though, at Ava's request. She likes it when I make them into shapes roughly resembling zoo animals. Another great thing about young kids - ( Read more... )