I am a human being conditioned to want extra. I’m hooked on it. I mean, extra must be better than no extra, right?
Read MoreOnce you notice it, it’s obvious the different messages we’re being sold - if you’re a boy, get out there and make things happen and if you’re a girl, smile and be happy. Oh yeah, and don’t forget to be kind.
Read MoreI blame the freezer. It’s provoked cold shoulders, frosty conversations, and icy stares. It’s a cold war, baby.
Read MoreWe humans can’t help but judge. It’s as if our eyes themselves have opinions.
Read MoreI still carry around a rock of hurt. Don’t bother telling me to put it down. It’s superglued to my back.
Read MoreIt’s December folks. The season of buying crap no one wants.
Read MoreEvery year November begins with a bang. A one-two punch of vexation to announce its arrival like some harbinger of gloom wearing a waterproof fleece-lined puffer jacket from L.L. Bean.
Read MoreI had to get over my despair at my zodiac sign.
Read MoreWhoever said what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger hasn’t taken my mother-in-law to Verizon.
Read More“Worse? It gets worse?” My head dropped into my hands. It was then I took notice. Two hands. I have two of them.
Read MoreThe decision by unelected justices eviscerated my constitutional right to bodily autonomy. And my daughter’s rights and my granddaughter’s rights.
Read More“ Nope, no way! I’m afraid of alligators, silly, not vulnerability,” adding, “thanks a lot, Brené Brown!” My new nickname for said husband.
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