Original Post May 2015 Moments after we finally met, I whispered “I hope I don’t forget to feed you.” An image of my goldfish floating upside down briefly swam to…
Take one woman in the prime of her life. Add a dash of sperm. Fold in nausea and uncontrollable food cravings. Sprinkle in stretch marks, tender breasts, and swollen ankles.…
Whenever a rip-roaring spring snow storm unhinges my mental health, I'm reminded of this hauntingly beautiful description of depression. We're rolling out the red carpet for Mental Health Week May…
Do I have to pay extra for my emotional baggage? I regularly get felt-up and patted-down at airport security. No dinner or drinks, just a nod and a grunt. Makes…
Mom used to make cookies with me, Now she blogs and I pretty much raise myself. — Brennan, Abby, & Nolan It's hard to believe five years have passed since…
I think I'm in love! No wait, I was just hungry... There's a line from a Garth Brooks song that says “Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers.” Without that…
How come breasts are always the life of the party? The flashy showgirls who shake, shimmy, and ta-ta-tap their way into federal financing hearts. This week, the Canadian government allocated…