I went to sleep really, really late last night. Part of it was my own fault. (I got caught up in the Spring issue of Bitch Magazine. Yes, the articles are long. Yes, the font is small. Yes, the contributors are angry. But who wouldn't want to read about a 21st century gal who ...
I'm being flown from New York to San Diego for a work conference. I know. I feel very grown up. And super duper muy importante. But... it sucks to leave my family. I hate it. Even if it is only for four days. To make myself feel better I've been all, "gosh! I'll get so much work done! ...
I'm watching my sons become readers and it is glorious. As a reader myself, I am thrilled to see that books and words exert a magnetic pull on them as well. It's pretty fucking magical. But not unexpected. See, we've been reading to our kids since ... well, since day one. Literally. We had a book shower instead of ...
It was pouring out when I woke up this morning. I rolled my eyes immediately. Know why? Because rain (any inclement weather really) is like the biggest fuck you there is to working moms. Or at least to urban working moms. (What I wouldn't give for an attached garage on those days!) As if school/work mornings aren't complicated enough, ...
You chose the perfect time of year to mess with my shit. So thank you for that. And unless you are a homeless family of five who was just looking for a nice place to celebrate their Christmas, I'm going to assume you suck. I have a tendency to pre-judge. Sorry. First of all, I'd like to note how ...
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