Picture source (click to enlarge – you want to see this one full size, trust me!) Art photo. That was my first thought when I saw this gorgeous picture: that the colors and the composition make it imminently wall worthy. I wanted to frame it and use it to decorate my suburban home that is …
Me, 35 weeks. Disclaimer: If you are at all squeamish, you might want to just skip this post. I might as well have titled it “All my freaky medical conditions.” Consider yourself warned. Q: How much longer ’till Baby Day?A: Officially: one month. Unofficially, in a little over 1 week I’ll be 37 weeks which …
I don’t have a lot of memories of my grandfather. He died when I was seven from cancer. I’m not even sure of the name of the type of cancer that slowly ravaged his body and thirteen years later took his life. I do know one thing about it: it ate away at the cartilage …
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Yeah, this poster has a typo. Several actually. Kids these days. I have the feeling that eventually this will be one of those Turning Points in my life that I’ll talk about later with great insight. But living it thus far has felt anything but profound. Unless you mean profoundly depressing. Backstory: Wednesday morning I …
Incident: My three-year-old son was downstairs playing happily with his dinosaurs while I was upstairs playing happily with my ten piles of laundry in various states of clean. As I was folding (read: stuffing into drawers) my husband’s collection of 100 tech conference t-shirts, the thought suddenly occurred to me: What if my son got …
Puerile. That would be the best word to describe the radio show I sometimes listen to in the a.m. Most mornings I’m very grown-up with my NPR and my unsweetened oatmeal but occasionally a girl needs some good Hollywood gossip – complete with a quiz where they tazer the person on the butt if they …
A while ago the now-defunct Elastic Waist was currently looking for “anti-diet” tips, a concept which I love both for the opportunity of turning the diet industry’s sound bites back on them and for the opportunity to practice being witty and pithy. However, despite my being both witty AND pithy (in my own esteemed opinion) …
Mr. Miyagi would be so proud of me. I just caught a mosquito – the Minnesota state bird, woot, woot! – mid flight with only my thumb and forefinger (fingers: like chopsticks but for monkeys). This feat of athletic prowess got me thinking about how far I’ve come. People who read this site and/or only …
Want more drunk yoga poses? See fun tuna! Breathing. It’s your basic bodily function, right? So easy even newborns can do it? Not me, apparently. Oh sure, I managed to survive to adulthood despite, when I was 7, being 100% sure that I was going to stop breathing in my sleep but things got trickier …
{Disclaimer: The following post discusses my sexual assault. No graphic details are mentioned.} Regret. They say it is the saddest word in the English language. In fact, I’ve heard many a person say their goal is to “live without regrets.” (Winner of the irony award is “Hero” Hayden Paniettiere. She got this phrase tattooed in …
