
Castrating an Unwitting Softball Commissioner
A child, who shall remain nameless — (So if you think you know which child she is, you don’t!) came home tonight from her
A child, who shall remain nameless — (So if you think you know which child she is, you don’t!) came home tonight from her
I’ve been content for three days in a row. Well, I had one little shard of jealousy poke me. As I watched Girls last night and Lena
When I was a kid my parents didn’t talk to me about sex. At eight, when I asked my mom what a condom was,
I’m back! Wait .. whaddaya mean you didn’t know I was gone? Didn’t your world feel a little bit empty? Wasn’t it harder to laugh,
Hello, Dear Fellow Humans. I have not felt like updating and writing. I’ve felt like eating Christmas cake cookies and drinking egg nog spiked
Hello my Dearest Readers, Thank you so much for reading! I just found out my book, Into The Child: 40 Weeks in the Gestational
I’m happy today. What the hell am I going to blog about? Oh, Happiness how you foil my creativity! How soft and sloppy you
Henry and I spend too much money all year round. He’s a groceries hoarder. If you came to our house and opened our refrigerator, you would
I fancy myself a bit of an athlete. There was that time that I beat my dad in a 10K even though I walked part of
Bridget came home the other day and said, “Mommy, I love third grade.” What luck! Thought I. She must love her teacher, unlike me
I’ve been watching Ryan Murphy’s (Glee) new NBC sitcom The New Normal about a committed gay couple having a baby with a quirky, kind surrogate mother
Clare is 10, Bridget is 8 They still climb in bed with us in the morning. They still want to snuggle in front of
My kids are smart. They have a genetic pre-disposition. I was smart. Their dad was smart. We had high GPAs. We had high SATs.
My 10-year-old daughter Clare only likes to wear clothes from the boy’s section. Preferably a boxy, shapeless t-shirt with pictures of Spiderman or any other superhero
An unexpected call. I was working in my outdoor office last Thursday in the 90-degree heat when my cell phone rang. I didn’t recognize the phone
Puberty is coming to my house. I have a fifth grader and the puberty video’s at the end of the year. But already things
A Star Is Born in our Family Yes, yes, I know Bridget is my child, therefore I’m partial. But this is not a subjective
“We’re born in diapers and we die in diapers.” This is what my grandpa Rusty told my mom, aunt, grandma and me as we hovered
I need to get a job because we need the cash flow. My girls are eight and ten, and I’ve had freelance writing jobs
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,
I met my perfect 10 on June 3rd, 2002 at approximately 3:33 p.m. My perfect “10” has long legs, cornflower blue eyes, thick, golden
My Grandma Ellen turned 99 Today She was born in Wakeeny, Kansas, Trego County, July 2, 1913. We celebrated with cake … a wine!
This is what makes a father great: To my own dear dad on Father’s Day…
It’s 2:45 on Friday I arrive at their elementary school to pick my daughters up from 4th and 2nd grade. They approach, sluggishly, pinched
More Than a Decade of Marriage! Sunday Henry and I celebrated eleven years of marriage by gorging on red meat and tippling mescal while
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