#friendsandstrangers

[lisa-lostinlit]

💬 Happy Monday! Tell me one thing you’re looking forward to this week. 💕 . Thank you to @booksparks & @aaknopf for gifting me this copy of Friends and Strangers by @jcourtsullivan as part of #SRC2020! Have you read this one yet? It sounds fantastic! . . . s u m m a r y ⇣ An insightful, hilarious, and compulsively readable novel about a complicated friendship between two women who are at two very different stages in life, from the best-selling author of Maine and Saints for All Occasions (named one of the Washington Post's Ten Best Books of the Year and a New York Times Critics' Pick). Elisabeth, an accomplished journalist and new mother, is struggling to adjust to life in a small town after nearly twenty years in New York City. Alone in the house with her infant son all day (and awake with him much of the night), she feels uneasy, adrift. She neglects her work, losing untold hours to her Brooklyn moms' Facebook group, her "influencer" sister's Instagram feed, and text messages with the best friend she never sees anymore. Enter Sam, a senior at the local women's college, whom Elisabeth hires to babysit. Sam is struggling to decide between the path she's always planned on and a romantic entanglement that threatens her ambition. She's worried about student loan debt and what the future holds. In short order, they grow close. But when Sam finds an unlikely kindred spirit in Elisabeth's father-in-law, the true differences between the women's lives become starkly revealed and a betrayal has devastating consequences. A masterful exploration of motherhood, power dynamics, and privilege in its many forms, Friends and Strangers reveals how a single year can shape the course of a life. . . . h a s h t a g s ⇣ #friendsandstrangers #jcourtneysullivan #bookstagram #booksparks #booksharks #aquietmoment #livelifebeautifully #mybookfeatures #morningslikethis #cornerofmyhome #momentsofmine #bookaholic #mycozyhome #bookstagramit #blissfulday #stillography #lovelysquares #nestandflourish #yabooks #bibliofeature #booknerdigan #bookster #bookcommunity #postitfortheaesthetic #mybday #bedroominspo #bedroomdecor https://www.instagram.com/p/CERf447HYRh/?igshid=1c9x4qj4c7xg

[omanxl1]

We've Got A Lot Of Work To Do (Part Four)

We’ve Got A Lot Of Work To Do (Part Four)

Sunday morning type of business is handled! check it out! we’ve got a lot of work to do.  Sunday? the Lord’s Day supposedly a day of rest, but the apparatus has us stressed; act like you knew! But we know what’s up / what it do! we stay rolling in the mothership blasting off from our runway out here off of I-20 in Atlanta; taking flight, out in another constellation.  James Webb Space…

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[tomorrowedblog]

First look at Friends and Strangers

A new trailer has been released for Friends and Strangers. No release date was specified.

Friends and Strangers follows two upper-middle class wanderers in a dryly comic exploration displacement and ennui in contemporary Australia.

[jackniferecordsandtapes-blog]

#FriendsAndStrangers #IDontWannaBeAloneTonight #MysticSound #Disco45 #Funk45 (at Jacknife Records & Tapes) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5gZN7xp_Ym/?igshid=d02otrpc750p

[big-gov]

On thanksgiving, bangin one of my favorite records!!! #FriendsAndStrangers @mybrotherdizz & @l.y.313 https://www.instagram.com/p/B5bOujeJ9OO/?igshid=8nbbackwopxo

[alex6186]

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[checkthemyk]

#RonnieLaws #friendsandstrangers

[josiesobergirl2016-blog]

Day 40

New York City! I’m in a lovely upper west side hotel room with my daughter, Candace. Last night we watched multiple episodes of Say Yes To The Dress and some makeover shows. Heaven! Some couple hundred dollars a night for this place and all we want to do is watch TV and eat snacks.

I did have dinner with my friend Greg, though. He lives in the city but I’ve known him since he was 10 and I was 21. Once the relative age gap shortened, we became, friends. Great friends actually. I have always loved him in some way. Used to think if things had been different, we might have really fallen in love. By different I mean, if we’d lived on Fantasy Island.  Things are what they are for a reason.

He came into AA about 8 years ago and 3 years ago – he revealed last night – he stopped going to meetings and now drinks however much.  And is partaking in some kind of ceremonial rituals with others that includes hallucinogenic tea. He gave me a link to a website that tells all about it. I haven’t read it yet.  I’m not ready to really think about him right now.

I went to Fireside. Actually, I got the time wrong and caught the last half hour of the meeting that precedes it. Sat in a circle with other alcoholics. Listened to their shares. Didn’t speak. No one came up to me afterwards. People in the northeast can be kind of cold that way.

After the meeting dispersed, the new one got set up. Jorge came in. His real name! Jorge. We both had 6 months sobriety during the elections for co-chairs. He came in third. But he set up the meetings 5 years ago and he set it up today. And he’s even the literature person!

He sent me a text after the meeting so I’d have his number.

“Welcome Back! God Love U + I Love U 2!” Where else do you get that

Candace and I ate at a vegan restaurant called Peace Food on Amsterdam and 82nd. We sat next to a lovely couple in their late 50s. The wife had big earrings that read, “Black Lives Matter.” They had 6 children but 2 of their sons have died. One from an undiagnosed heart condition, the other was robbed and murdered.

“I’m so sorry,” Candace and I said. They told us about the other 4 and their 5 grandchildren. Showed us pictures. “We’re blessed,” they said.

Wife and I decided to exchange email addresses. Before I could stop myself, I reached for her phone and swiped it to life so she could put my number in it.

“I’m sorry!” I gasped, appalled that I had grabbed her phone.

“When is your birthday?” she demanded

“December 22,” I said.

“That’s mine, too!”

I’m two years older than she is. We both have 4 living children. She is African American; I’m the usual mix of Celtic, German, English and – so my mother claimed – Cherokee.  She’s a minister, professional actress and a teacher; I’m not sure what I am right now.  She had the chili and corn bread, I had the quinoa salad and chickpea fries.

“I always get the same thing,” we both confessed. We may never call each other, but we promised to try each other’s favorite dishes.

Josie M., 01/09/2016