The Single Woman Christmas Letter
This was my last Christmas letter as a single woman, clinging by a very thin thread to the fabric of sanity. January Love: Boyfriend of
Category: Women
Sleeping With Women
Roomies, not Roofies Not since college have I slept four women in a room, two to a bed — and usually it was under the
What I Know About Sisters, Now That I’m In My 40s
Here’s What I Know About Sisters in my 47th Year The truth will set you free. I’ve been jealous of my younger sister, Gina, for
4 Sure Signs You’re in Peri menopause
Here is how I know I’m in peri menopause: 1. I’m Smoking Hot. Not in the good way. I’ll be minding my own business hanging
My Encounter With A Never Nude at MomsLa
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
Anatomy of a Crime Scene
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
She Deserved To Be Judged …!
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
It was the Best of Times, It was the Worst of Times
Let’s start with the BEST OF TIMES regarding my bad habits. Sneaky Gossiping: This week I had a breakthrough. I was bitching and complaining to
Gay People and Straight Middle-Aged Women Unite. Because Nobody Puts Baby in a Corner!
Saturday night I found myself undulating in the well-muscled arms of a bare-chested, slick brown-skinned, 6′ 2″ God of a man whom we shall call
Gone Fishing With The P@ssy Posse
I’m away this weekend with my womenfolk. Not all of my womenfolk mind you. Many of my first loves live out of state. They left me
Felled By The Flu
Sick. Fluey, coldish, hacky. Blech. This is really getting in the way of my world domination. How am I supposed to pillage, flank, conquer, vanquish,
I’m a German Cleaner
(You see sweet, beautiful faces. I see Jenga blocks and light sabers running amuck!) I’m one quarter German. This makes it hard for me to
Cougar Outbreak
Below You’ll Find Taylor I am not going to objectify Taylor. He is a dear person who took my mom, my daughters and I for
Do You Fall Down?
Does anyone besides me fall down? Because I seem to fall down a lot. I’ve fallen down, epically, at least three times in the last
West Los Angeles Moms Have Buns of Titanium, But At What Cost?
You know you’re hanging out with West Los Angeles moms when the majority of them have buns so tight they could open a pickle jar.
