Because you can't get online to scream (that is, you can't get online comfortably, from your usual happy perch on the sofa or at the dining table, because you have to sit in the...
Edited to include more! bags! (Tell me what's in your bag and I'll add it, too.)This is my bag:Notice that I do not call it a purse. That is because, like my dear friend...
One of the most difficult things about pregnancy, for me, was that it forced me to confront myself as a biological creature. It forced me to experience myself as a body, as a being...
... while Her Bad Mother pulls herself out of the dank purgatory that is Very Unpleasant Viral Illness (a state that was no doubt entered into as a result of, as Her Bad Mother's...
It was my husband's birthday the other day. Day before yesterday, in fact; one day after my return from the Road Trip That Shall No Longer Speak Its Name. It was a nice birthday...
I've said before that I don't think that the blogosphere is like high school, or, at least, that the corner of the blogosphere that is populated by parents is like high school. Hell, I...
Last year, there was this.This year, there is this.Any questions?(PS - Am not drunk in those pictures. Okay, maybe a little. But really, that's not drunkage that you see there, preserved for all of...
