Women only [call each other sister] when they have called each other a lot of other things first. —Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest Did I ever tell you I was blessed with the World’s Greatest Sister? All of you have … Continue reading
If I had been clever 9 months ago I would have chosen a theme word for my 2012. I’ve read about the concept on blogs lots before and it seems like a good idea—declaring a theme for one’s year—but for … Continue reading
I was thinking of writing a book in February but I can’t decide if I should write it as myself (creative nonfiction sort of artsy type thing) or if I should try to contrive some sort of fantastic story, complete … Continue reading
A few days ago I was driving in to work at the crack of dadgum dawn, when it hit me: THIS IS MY LIFE NOW. It was surreal, and depressing, to face the day like that, just exactly as I’d … Continue reading
The most stressful part of faux parenthood was not that the children were difficult or the job was physically demanding (though it was a workout). It wasn’t that I had to be constantly on my guard (though I did). For … Continue reading
I have cried–wept–no fewer than six separate times today. This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done and I didn’t even push anything out of my crotch for it. I can never be a mother.
You know when you are driving down the highway and the speed limit suddenly changes from 80 to 100 (kilometres per hour, of course) and you are annoyed because the car in front of you doesn’t accelerate near as quickly … Continue reading