We can both be right, I swear!

Yesterday, I was reading a blog. (Shock. Surprise.) The poster had made some excellent points about the benefits working parents get while childfree folks get zip, zilch, nada. I was nodding along and thinking, “Yup, I’m with you, sister.” Then I got to a line where the poster said something about childfree folks working harder…

If last week’s theme was ADD, Interrupted…

…this week’s theme might well turn into Raiders of the Lost Thoughts. I’ve had a million things I’ve wanted to discuss with y’all, but I just haven’t found the words lately. (I’m still not finding the words really, but I figure it won’t be the first time y’all have suffered through my inept wordsmithing.) Bill…

Blogging about blogging.

I feel like I’ve spent a lot of time lately blogging about blogging. It seems this trend isn’t going to end anytime soon, as I keep finding new blogs to read, along with continuing my love affair with my old faves. Anyway, a few of these blogs I read get a LOT of comments. Okay,…

I used to think I was the most competitive person I know.

Then I had Lenna. Ha. Okay, that’s not my point at all. While Lenna is competitive, I’ve come to understand that for her it’s not a drive to be better than anyone else so much as it is a drive to be her personal best. If she trounces other suckers along the way, well, they…

Live and learn, I guess.

So, a few days ago, I made a decision to get serious about fixing my life. I went for a clean sweep here — my effed up relationships, my weight, my…well, my everything. If it wasn’t working for me, it was time to fix it. I was pumped. I was jazzed. I was ready to…

WORD to Yo Mutha

Hi. If you’re here because you saw me speak today as part of Listen To Your Mother and now you’re looking for more cute, silly little poems with no cursing… um… well… yeah. I DO write those on occasion — in fact, you can find one of the poems I read today here. And there…

State Government, Department of Melancholy: Current Cast of Characters

Holiday Sweater Lady – Mid 50s. Married with 4 grown children. Copes with Empty Nest Syndrome by gleefully and obnoxiously organizing all office social events. Sweater for every occasion. Cranky Old Scottish Man – Late 60s. Lifelong bachelor. Often wears ratty cardigan and glasses on tip of nose. Discusses retirement daily. The Stickler – Early 60s.…

I Like Soup.

So the Big Bean and I have this ongoing argument about how awesome Facebook is. I say it’s awesome times one zillion and he says it’s negative awesome. He is totally wrong as usual and even though I say so all the time he doesn’t believe me, which is super lame and also dangerous because…

End of an Era

So I don’t know if you’ll remember this but I’ve spent the past five years working next to a guy who is gross and creepy and horrible and I’ve spent a lot of time air-strangling him and making obscene gestures at him from behind our shared cubicle wall and quoting him on Twitter while HE…

Pain Management

A few months ago I was referred to something they call a “pain management specialist” for steroid injections, meant to relieve a chronic pain in my neck (and I don’t mean the husband – ba-dum-bump). I walked into the office and announced myself to the receptionist, who promptly handed me The Clipboard — you know,…