A Mom Bully Kicked My Butt!
Women scare the ever-loving crap out of me. I’d rather go five rounds in the cage with UFC fighter Allistair Overeem than be subjected to
Women scare the ever-loving crap out of me. I’d rather go five rounds in the cage with UFC fighter Allistair Overeem than be subjected to
On Saturday my mom had a celebration at her home for her passionate, intelligent, macho, intrepid, intractable, loving, Rennaisance-Man-of-a husband, Guido, who passed away last
I lost my marbles on the train platform at The Grand Canyon Saturday. Actually, a more astute phrase might be, “I went batshit crazy” aka
Over The Edge, Death In Grand Canyon is the title of the book I’m reading since Henry, the kids and I set off for the
We’re on spring break. There are no beer funnels. No calling parents from a Oaxacan jail. No tequila-induced tattoos of dancing Geishas on our
I slump next to Fred, who is 5, on a couch at his mom’s birthday party. Me: I can’t believe your mom is 47 because
I frequently think I’m a sluggard. I mean what am I doing with my life? Am I doing enough? Shouldn’t I be more intelligent, successful,
I occasionally post at a fabulous website called MomsLa. However I didn’t realize how repressed some of their members are. I am trying to
Here Come the Pecs My friend Glinda turns forty mumble mumble mumble this month. I went to a morning surprise birthday party for her
The Dangers of Volunteerism Here’s what happens when an ordinary West Los Angeles mother of two volunteers at her children’s school to teach the 10-Minute
I’m not political. This isn’t a political blog. But the whole Rush Limbaugh/Sandra Fluke kerfuffle and Obama’s excoriation by the religious right has me steaming.
“Wow, your daughter’s got quite an arm!” says a dad sitting next to me at Little League softball tryouts. “Oh I don’t know … I
The Alcoholic Hairdresser … who erroneously dyed my blond hair black, then blamed it on my anti-depressents, then had to strip my hair of all
As many of you know, I’ve been seen naked round the world of late. Starting with my first naked post Am I Really Fat? which
This story was featured on THE TODAY SHOW. I posted fine art nudes I took 20 years ago for an article called “Am I
I want to share one of my Life-Changing Moments inspired by: THE MOMENT: Wild, Poignant, Life-Changing Stories from 125 Writers and Artists Famous & Obscure In
Jealousy’s a bitch hound from hell. A bitter pill. An acrid taste in your mouth. And inescapable. Don’t even bother trying. She’ll track you to
Hey Pot, You Calling the Kettle Black? I went shoe shopping with my friend code-name Tango 5-6. She wanted a pair of 200$ Mephistos. “Do
Today’s Post is About Hubris Excessive pride. Posting nude photos from 20 years ago got me on the cover page of the Women section on
I have two daughters, 7 &9 One needs constant conversation and connection. The other is a day-dreamer who entertains herself with her own stories. The
(Disclaimer. Some of you will read this blog and think, “Why doesn’t that skinny bitch shut the f-up?” In Los Angeles I’m not thin. But
There you are, you Empty Page. I face you now, typing fingers drawn, ready to scribble you into the oblivion from whence you came.
I keep throwing the Sundance catalogue away. Then it reappears, like something out of “Pet Semetary” First, I threw it in my bedroom trashcan. When
It’s been an awful year. We’ve lost three of our beloved elders. My sister-in-law’s health is precarious and we’re blazing the trail to bring her
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