I once played the role of Bride at a wedding on a rooftop in this very city. It’s five years, a child, a divorce and a new man in my life later, and this weekend was my first time back. … Continue reading
I was first introduced to Clem Snide — specifically Eef Barzelay’s incredibly soulful, deliciously understated vocals — when I was in the throes of a brand-new relationship. Blinded by love and falling so hard and so fast that I was … Continue reading
There is nothing wrong with a shy child, despite the fact that most people seem to think there is. I can’t show up to any gathering without my son attaching himself to my leg, or turning into a koala and … Continue reading
At least once a week, when the timing is just right, I pull into the parking structure at work behind a BMW. Or maybe it’s a Mercedes. Or a friggin’ Ferarri. Thing is, I have no idea what kind of … Continue reading
(Yes, this is kind of cheating, because it’s a photo of a bunch of words, so it shouldn’t necessarily count as wordless, but I don’t care because it’s what I need to hear – no, memorize – today and this … Continue reading
You get to make a decision about abortion when you grow a vagina. If you have junk hanging between your stumps, your role in deciding what I do with my body is to just sit there and look stupid, as … Continue reading
I think it’s pretty safe to assume that most people really want to hate – or at least make fun of – Kelly Clarkson. She was the first American Idol winner, after all, and we all know that reality TV … Continue reading
“Mama, those are scary right there.”
