9 Favorite Nursery Rhymes With New Clickbait Titles

Clickbait is everywhere. It's annoying as hell. So, logically, I felt that the best thing to do was to add some myself. I've taken the liberty of converting nine favorite nursery rhyme titles into click tempting teasers. Oh, and I added a bonus limerick just because. ...more
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Contemplative Ennui at the Blanton Museum of Art

I am standing in a museum surrounded by marble statues of people from worlds long gone; they are echoes of some other unreal time. History is like that to me, it never feels real....more

No Sexy Fun Times for You, Hestia

I’ve been thinking about Hestia lately, the virgin goddess of home and hearth. Basically, her story goes like this: she was pursued by both Apollo (the god of the sun) and Poseidon (the god of the sea), but rejected both of them and chose to remain a perpetual virgin in order to keep the peace....more

Poem: Art Class (Spoken Word)

Anyone who knows me, knows I'm not a normal grown-up. Listen to me read the poem, Art Class, here. ...more

The Bathroom Cheerleader

I was packing for a family trip back to Houston. The commencement ceremony for my Master’s degree was the next morning and I had decided to participate. I was torn between feelings of both pride at my accomplishment and dread at wearing the regalia when I heard a faint cry from my son’s bathroom.“Mommy…. Mommy, I need you.”I dropped the gown and hood and ran into his bathroom to find him sitting on the toilet looking pale.“What’s wrong baby? Are you ok?”...more

Why is My Fetus Trying to Ride a Bike?

His first word was mama.Actually, it was probably something more like mmm mmm mmm,  but I totally knew what he meant.  Soon, it became a clear ma  ma  with a cute little pause between the syllables. I loved hearing it....more

Optimus Prime vs the English Major: What Transformers Taught Me About Parenting

It was 6:30 am. 6:30 in. the. morning. It was dark outside. Birds were sleeping. I should have been sleeping… instead I was sitting in bed trying to shake off the delirium from having been awoken suddenly in the middle of a dream and trying to comprehend why I was holding a half transformed Optimus Prime toy. A few inches from my face were the big bright wide awake eyes of my four-year-old. “Do it mommy! Transform him back into a truck!”...more
Oh. Ha. I didn't even bother with forums and such. I admitted defeat and vowed not to buy any ...more