Archive for July, 2009

Diversity: Not Just For _____ Anymore

You know how you find yourself in a small circle of people and you begin having a conversation about something rather tender? Everyone appears to be comfortable with it because the circle is small. There is safety in numbers. Especially small ones. The issue is, naturally, race. It’s a topic that I’ve come to be [...]

“Sponsor Me!” Smackdown

Imagine, if you will, that my best friend sends me an invitation to her wedding. Imagine, too, that she lives across the country and there is an entire year before the event. Naturally, I’m going to look at the calendar and check to see if I can make it. Next, I’m going to assess whether [...]

Operation Get-My-Crap-In-Order

Back in October I moved into a house. It’s a darling little house with wood floors and heat registers and lovely character. The creaky wood floors make it impossible for my teenagers to sneak in late. The heat registers were quite warm and made for much better skin during the winter months since it’s filled [...]

My Mom Kicks More Ass Than Your Mom

If I had the title of this post as a bumper sticker I would rock it SO hard.ย  My mother left for South Dakota two weeks ago to spread my gramma’s ashes on my grandpa’s grave, visit her old farmhouse, and spend some time with her sister. We played phone tag for three days and [...]

Things I Don’t Wanna Hear at BlogHer

“Oh. I heard about the (whisper) divorce, Kelly. I’m so sorry.” “Are you dating yet?” “You’ll find someone.” “Oh. I heard about the (whisper) adoptive daughter who came back into your life. Wow. Tell me more about that. How’s it going?” “You seemed (whisper) depressed this past year in your writing.” “You don’t have a [...]

And I Quote

Just some snippets of conversations from the last few days… … “Thanks for taking my pictures for me. I like the ones you have of you in this frame.” “Ahh, yes. Well, it’s because I look much better in larger pixels. In person I’m kind of hideous.” … “I’m going to lunch with a friend, [...]

All The Good Bad Words

Lately, my oldest son is playing Moral Police and constantly telling me to watch my language. It’s not that I walk around allowing foul words to just fall out of my mouth with no discernible context. For example, when I read about the pool in Philadelphia which banned the minority (Black and Latino) kids from [...]

My “Useless” Job

Like any normal human being I don’t take kindly to being told my job is “useless”. If you’ve read this blog for any amount of time it is apparent, I think, that I love my job and that I struggle with the ridiculous level of difficulty that comes with it. You know that caring for [...]

The Color of My Skin

My 9-year old nephew came to stay with me for the summer again this year (as is customary since I’m always taking in a niece or nephew during my time off) and we have had several hilarious talks. He’s great as far as 9-year olds go. He’s engaging and thoughtful and kind. He’s also a [...]


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