I love food. There, I said it. I love food with a passion unseen before in the halls of time. I take longer to eat than anyone I’ve ever met, usually because I am savoring my food. ( I also talk a lot during meals.) I make a freaking loaded salad to take to the…
Category: Life
For the Children: Insisting on Moral Capitalism
Today, more than ever before, we must insist that our businesses, the ones making money off of us, treat us like humans. We must ask questions, challenge standard practices, raise our voices and/or withhold our money. If we are marching forward, willingly or otherwise, into an even more extreme form of capitalism (and we certainly…
Five “Selfish” Reasons You Should Stay Home When Your Kid Is Sick
It started last night: “mama, I have a sore throat.” This is a sign that my five year old has an impending cold and plans on staying down for at least a day. Sure enough, when I went into her room this morning, there were tissues scattered on her bedroom floor from the numerous times…
Open Your Heart: How to Stay (Mostly) Good in a (Sometimes) Bad World
About two months ago, I had an epiphany that essentially led to the launching of this website. I wanted to live a good life, only a good life, all the time. I wanted to not pay rent to people who see me as a means of income only, not a member of a community, not…
I Peed on Myself and Fell With My Baby
Monday mornings are hit or miss for me. I usually have an idea of what Monday is going to look like for me by Sunday night, and I try to organize accordingly. Today was pretty routine: Feed baby, check. Pump breastmilk, check. Make plans with friends, check. Breakfast, check. Cereal all around. (Only the baby…
Lose 15 Pounds in 15 Weeks!
Okay, actually it’s 14 pounds in 16 weeks, but let’s be honest, this title sounds better. I’m a writer; what do you expect? I keep seeing these ads scroll up my Facebook page and hearing about celebrities that lose weight for a part (and wow! they lose it so fast!) and listening to friends and…
The Wedding and Why I Never Write About My Sister
A couple of weeks ago I sat down ready to begin blogging again, after barely blogging all summer. I felt I had to explain my absence from my blog, so I did, and I vowed to begin writing again the very next day. Speaking of vows…. I did in fact begin writing the very next…
Grief and Loss in Death: Blissful Suicide
They say “celebrate the life and mourn the death.” With Carlos I think it’s the reverse. I cry for his life, for his pain, for how dark it had finally gotten that he finally gathered the courage to flee his demons after twenty eight years. I celebrate his death. For him. He won his last…
The Free State of Jones
I’m back! It’s been months, but I’ve finally gotten the chance to breathe and think about writing again. And before I head out for my Avon Walk, and get inspired to write about that, I wanted to write about something that inspired me a few weeks ago, Free State of Jones. Since it is History…
I Hate Vaccines
I hate vaccines. I cry when my kids cry. I hate to see them hurt. I want to wrap them in bubble wrap and cut out a hole for breathing. That way they’ll never get hurt. I have spent five years taking Celaya for her shots. Last year she screamed in abject terror and clutched…