Scene: My office, circa 1996. Awkward small talk between me and a coworker I had nothing in common with. Him: So, big plans for the weekend? Me: I’m…
I love my neighborhood. The majority of families on my street are friendly and helpful. We’ve been through hurricanes together, survived marital squabbles, conquered a flu epidemic, and…
(Editor’s Note: While this piece is satire, it is based on a true story…) WHISPERING PINES – The following letter was sent from the Superintendent of schools to…
Way back when polyester bell bottoms were all the rage, and remote controls and cable TV had not been invented, I was a shy, chubby fifth grader. I…
You may have seen on the internet grapevine recently that a lovely new term for vagina is making some waves at the moment – “snippa” (read more on…
When I was 14 I saw my first porno mag in my father’s armoire. He had passed away two years earlier and I was searching for photos for an…
Warning: This post may be triggering for those struggling with self-injury (SI), actively or recovering. When I was 15 I started cutting myself. I would steal straight pins from…
Being Jewish, the only Godmother I ever actually knew was obsessed with pumpkins, mice, the stroke of midnight, and pranced around singing Bippity Boppety Boo. I saw many…
I’ve come face to face with two ugly truths this week. The first is that my children don’t respect my authority. This is most evident at nap time…
Some days I’m tired, more tired than I care to admit. The kind of exhaustion I only remember from the time in college when I stayed up for…