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Funny you said that…
She Liked Ted
My dad was on his way out to the Sunday Matinee of The Wolf of Wall Street, but first he had to pick his lady friend up from church. “Are you sure you’re comfortable seeing this movie with this woman?” I asked my dad. I’d seen the movie a few weeks before and was delighted by its graphic sex … Continue reading
Life’s Mysteries
“Piper, what’s this?” I need to have the phrase tattooed on my forehead. I held between my fingers a lock of hair I’d fished out from under her bed. “It’s Barbie hair,” she answered quickly. A little too quickly. I studied the shiny brunette clump. “This is not Barbie hair, Piper! This is your hair.” “The … Continue reading
Contrary Mom on Psychology Today!
Victoria Maxwell is a Playwright, Actor, Lecturer, and Blogger at Psychology Today. Her blog, Crazy for Life, Escapades of a Bipolar Princess, is honest, brave, and thoroughly entertaining! I am feeling honored, ecstatic, and to be honest, surprisingly anxious because Victoria is featuring my essay, “I Ate a Baby” today on her blog. If you love me … Continue reading
Mommy TMI: Halloweenie
Today I’m hanging out with the mommies over at the MTM Mixer and I’m participating in Mommy TMI. Check out my Vlog, above, where I answer these three questions (and I don’t say the word vagina! Not even once, I swear): 1. What is your favorite fall flavor? 2. What’s the most scared you’ve ever … Continue reading
7 For Seven
The 7 For Seven originated at Key + Arrow. Here’s what it is, in their words: Let’s face it // Mondays stink. Or at least we typically expect them to stink. That is why, every Monday, we post seven positives from the previous seven days of the week as a reminder of what we have so that … Continue reading
Underwear?!
Last Saturday night I ditched the underwear. I was headed out with some friends to a costume party, and I was going to be wearing a leotard anyway. Underwear seemed superfluous. Layla walked in on me tugging my tights up to my hips. “Oh Mom! What are you doing?!” she shrieked. “I’m getting dressed! Please … Continue reading
