the b-word
It’s been more than two years since I last wrote about babies, so I thought I’d cruise back around the topic slowly while leaning out the window and making lewd gestures. I should just end this post...
Read MoreIt’s been more than two years since I last wrote about babies, so I thought I’d cruise back around the topic slowly while leaning out the window and making lewd gestures. I should just end this post...
Read MoreI don’t want to have a baby. Oh lawds, no. I don’t. I won’t. I can’t. I shan’t. Absolutely no...
Read MoreToday was one of those days that could pass for a plotline in a Cathy comic strip. Witness the...
Read MoreOnce you are married, your uterus — which all your single life has been a privately held company — goes public. Suddenly everyone fancies themselves shareholders and has ideas to pitch on the future of the, uh,...
Read MoreLately, I have a real thing for hummus. I cannot get enough of it. I desire it with the heat of a trillion fiery suns. I want to fill a kiddie pool and marinate myself in a hummus bath. If I could inject it directly into my...
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