In the gilded ghetto of purpose-driven motherhood, the A-list Mommy Blogger is a glamour job like no other. Mommy Blogging is the ultimate think/work-at-home-while-the-kids-THRIVE endeavor. It glorifies motherhood even as it thrillingly confesses how mindlessly stultifying it can be. And children are the ultimate source of tragic/comic/heart-warming narratives. While mommy blogging is not dangerous in [...]
When I was a little girl, I wanted to marry a good Mormon boy from a large Mormon family, and in the summers, we would flit from one large family reunion to another. Instead I got Dick, who, after surviving my dad’s family’s reunion, wanted to know whether family reunions were a common thing in [...]
I haven’t posted in nine days, which in blogging terms is closer to seventy-four years. Didn’t plan it, didn’t resurrect posts from my archive (most of which make internet bulimia look good). I don’t really know what happened, beyond your common-or-Dr. Seuss-variety slump. A few years ago, Angela from New York sent us the children’s [...]
{Back to HELP WANTED.} A few weeks ago my aunt and uncle unsubscribed from my blog’s email updates. Which is like saying “I think you suck, and your writing does too.” Ouch. But it was fine, because I’m a grown-up. Though I may have yelled at Susan to JUST EAT YOUR DING-DANG MACARONI when she [...]
A couple days ago, my only friend who lives near enough to swap babysitting with moved. We’d like to move too, but haven’t found the right house to buy. I’ve lived in at least 23 different places, and I confess sometimes I ignore my neighbors, because, well, they probably won’t be my neighbors for long. [...]
I was fascinated by the discussion on Rocks in My Dryer last year after Shannon’s Does It Matter? post. She asked whether a political candidate’s (non)fidelity mattered to voters. She had a bunch of great questions, but the one that I’ve asked myself is: “Can I fully trust a leader who cheated on the most [...]
Great entries this weekend. I don’t know why I’m so entertained by reading what irks people. Although I had to disagree with a couple of them. Azucar, for example. I can’t agree that flip-flops (even with wedding dresses) must go. Even though we’re now Twitter-BFFs, I have to stand on my own on this one. [...]
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