What Your Morbid Fantasies Say About You
The other day I was in the shower shaving my legs when some suds began to trickle down into my eye. Without thinking, I reached up, razor still in hand, and brushed them away. Nothing happened,…
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The other day I was in the shower shaving my legs when some suds began to trickle down into my eye. Without thinking, I reached up, razor still in hand, and brushed them away. Nothing happened,…
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I am not an evil person. Edit: I am not that evil of a person. I consider myself a compassionate, loving parent. As most parents with a heart will attest, seeing your child sick or in pain is…
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My husband and I have this argument on a regular basis. He’s thinks it’s totally natural and okay to discuss sex with members of your family—your baby brother, your aunt, your PARENTS. And I think that…
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I have never been an energetic person. From the time I was a teenager, I have complained about always being tired. Prior to my injury, I loved to dance, work out, and play sports, but engaging…
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I’m gonna go all Buzzfeed on you today. I present to you: 10 Signs You Might Be Losing Your Mind. This blog post is sponsored by my darling 3-year-old son, who has a special talent for…
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I’m not exactly an anglophile but I do love me the Brits. They brought me Radiohead and the Beatles and Led Zeppelin and manners and wicked bizarre pronunciations and tea and Dr. Who. But what I…
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Once upon a time, I was the topic of some pretty interesting dinner party banter. People would ask, “So what do you do?” and I could see that they were impressed when I replied, “I’m a…
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Stupid sports superstitions. Being a Boston fan, I’m pretty much a slave to some of the crazier neuroses of the religiously devoted. That includes required hissing at Yankee fans (No matter what the situation. If I’m…
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Alright, 2014, I’m ready. I think many of us can agree that 2013 sucked ass. (For those of you who had a great year, just keep it to yourself, thanks.) I’m ready to put it behind…
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My husband once told me that Italians are the Mexicans of white people. He’s allowed to say this because he’s Mexican. The truth is, there are quite a few similarities between his family and mine, which…
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