Conversations with my son: On equality

Image source"Hey, that's the girl on your button." My son says as he looks at a poster, the infamous "Rosie the Riveter". He's referring to a button I've had for years of Rosie with CHICKS KICK ASS proclaimed proudly where it used to be WE CAN DO IT....more

Thoughts on #BlogHer14

I never posted it, but I had drafted a post about BlogHer14 anticipation that I was going to schedule for the Thursday I’d be traveling to San Jose.I re-read it the day I returned home and I wanted to cry....more

What Sort of Person Attends a Blogging Conference?

I watched via the internet (especially Twitter!) as the bloggers I was getting to know attended the conference again in 2011 (San Diego), 2012 (New York), and 2013 (Chicago). Each year I found a good excuse not to go. San Diego was the closest the conference got, but a blogging conference just wasn't for me. It's for people who make their blog into a business -- people who do reviews and are brand ambassadors and have tens of thousands of pageviews every month. It's for the bloggers who get hundreds of comments on every post.  Right? ...more
BlogHer14 will be my first conference and I knew I just had to go because it's right here in my ...more

How making mistakes helps us learn.

And why do we fall, Bruce? So we can learn to pick ourselves up." -Thomas Wayne, Batman Begins [2005]"You should remember not to use pen when you're doing your homework."--Why?"Because pencil allows you to make changes. If you make a mistake, you can erase and start over."...more

I Am Intolerant of Your Intolerance

I love painting my nails because it quiets my mind and allows me to focus on one thing. My mind is usually running as fast as the little hamsters can go, and there is something about brushing a layer of polish on my nails that makes it all stop for a few minutes. If I had the time, I would paint my nails every day. ...more
I'm intolerant of your intolerance against intolerance.  Why is okay for you to be a hater ...more

Waving the White Flag: Don't Make Postpartum Depression a Taboo Topic

I opened up to my friend, struggled to make her understand what I was feeling. I wanted someone to reach out and try to make things better. I told her how I was severely unhappy, how I was completely miserable throughout my pregnancy, how I hadn’t even bonded with that beautiful little boy the way I had imagined I would. She grew angry at me. There she was, struggling with infertility and wondering if she was being punished for an abortion she’d had while we were still in college. And here I was, having attained her goal in life, and I was complaining about it....more

Tips for your online dating profile

I'm thinking of linking to this on my own dating profile. Except knowing potential dates are reading my blog seems kind of weird to me... Picking a screen name *Numbers in your screen name are kind of annoying. Especially if the number is 69. #youarelame (oh yeah, I hashtagged that shizz.) ...more

Just a Secretary...

I cringe any time I have to tell somebody what my job is. "I'm an administrative assistant at blahblahblah." Because I know how that comes across. In fact, I was on date number 1 with D when he started making cracks about me being "just a secretary." And now it's been on my mind. Probably a little bit more so after the events of Wednesday morning. ...more

Adventures in Online Dating: Part the Second

I went on another date.Not with the same guy as before.No, he stopped talking to me randomly even though we had been getting along fine and talking about a second date. Which would have offended me if I wasn't completely serious about taking this whole dating thing with a grain of salt. Instead, I shrugged my shoulders and moved on.This was a different guy. One who didn't message back and forth for a million weeks before finally asking me out....more

Adventures in Online Dating

The first adventure in online dating was actually setting up a profile.The next adventure was actually going on a date.But the best part of online dating?Making fun of people. For real....more