I’m fond of the memories I have from high school. I can say that now because it’s been twenty-something years. I caught myself thinking that we never had…
They say when you get older you hear your mother’s voice coming out. It’s true. I hear hers and a battle cry of others as well. The others…
We met at a party. I was hesitant to go, but my friend insisted. She wanted to introduce me…blah blah blah. Fine. I’ll go but if it’s like…
A long time ago (before children), I was trained to be a counselor for women, learning the ways of patriarchy and misogyny. I loved every minute of being…
I’m Married to a Fart Prude and it stinks. In sixteen years, I’ve been in the presence of his ghost-like flatulence less than ten times. I know, I’m lucky.…
A year ago I chose the name Detached From Logic for my blog. It came to me instantly. I simply wanted the title to reflect my mind. And…
You know where my Mom guilt derives from? Not my bad ass parents. Not my low self esteem created from having small boobs in high-school or needing braces…
Did you order your anti -rape undies yet? I know I will. A company called AR Wear is raising funds to create underwear for women to use “when…
I have three weeks left to live. I found a lump, a tiny one on my leg. I Googled it to be sure. According to my findings it…
Are you kidding me? I just came across the ” I Married Me Box”. A kit that allows you to marry yourself. For $300 you can marry your…