Memurs
Memurs
Memurs

I feel like nursing is like running a marathon. Some people will love it. Some people will suffer, but the pleasure of having accomplished it will outweigh the downsides. And some people will give it a try and stop. And some people will find the whole thing completely unappealing. And while it is a way to be healthy,

California, early nineties, and no one gave me shit (except for my Mom*) and I did it publicly, in peoples homes, etc. I’m rather horrified when I hear stories of women being told to “do that in the bathroom” or some such. Do you eat in the bathroom? I certainly hope not, so don’t ask my kid to do so.

I guess I’m on track to be the old lady telling strangers that breastfeeding is lovely because I always found it sweet when my friends had baby to breast. Babies are so simple, innocent and, well, selfish, but endearing. Moms usually look tired and bemused.

Yes, it’s normal. I nursed all three of mine until they were 3-3.5. I’m just a regular basic bitch suburban gal driving a minivan and drinking my Starbucks. No dreads or patchouli in this house. I will tell you that nursing is an excellent too, to have in your holster during the turmoil of the toddler years. Many a

Yes! Last time I went to the Bx Zoo I saw a mama gorilla nursing her baby. I wanted a picture of me nursing my daughter in front of her, but there wasn’t enough room to do so (also it would have been a dick move to take that viewing space for a picture on a crowded day).

I can't parent without boobs

I made her Over the Rainbow mac and cheese for Thanksgiving. It was pretty solid. My sister preferred the Martha Stewart recipe she made a few years ago. I like them both, but Patti’s is more soul food style and Martha’s is “gourmet”. Those two new desserts do sound super sweet. Like cut yourself a slice the size of a

We saw Old Crow Medicine Show. We've seen them several times, but this was our first time at the Ryman, and it was SO COOL!! I would also love to go to Red Rocks someday. A friend saw the Avett Brothers there a few months ago and said it was incredible.

NYE at the Ryman seeing my favorite band put on the most amazing show, followed by another day of kid-free Nashville fun. We realized that we are too old to smush in like sardines with a bunk of drunk 20 year olds in a bar, but that’s okay. We still got two full nights away from our spawn (first time in five years),

It’s actually four guys living there, two of them just got married. They are crazy ass awesome, best neighbors I have ever had. It’s like if The Golden Girls were a married gay couple and two drag queens between the ages of 27 and 40. One of the dogs is even named Stanley Zbornak.

You can do it, we paid off 31,500 in medical and consumer debt in one year, with three children on one lower middle class income. We started out( maybe ten years ago) with Dave Ramsey, go look at Mister Money Mustache. It really took us to the next level and we learned so much. They have a Facebook group too.

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It has been a very up and down year for me, but in honor of kicking 2015 to the curb, and hoping that 2016 is nothing but awesome, I gift to you my Jezzies my favorite Salt-N-Pepa song to help get you in the right mood to party tonight.

We had a really nice Christmas. My mom made me a quilt and also sent a $100 Amazon gift card (which I used to buy 34 pounds of cat food, 50 pounds of cat litter, a utensil crock, and a couple of Kindle books). My mother-in-law surprised us on Wed. by taking us to Macy’s to pick out our own gifts. I figured she’d tell

AW YEAH, rescuing little gulls from stifling bullshit hidebound Traditional Heteronormative Gender Roles! You’re doing IMPORTANT WORK.

Pretty proud of my Aunt powerz this year. My brother is super Christian, super Texas conservative. I got my niece into Star Wars and Supergirl. Took her to see TFA. Got her Disney Infinity and the Rey pack (so we could play together as Ahsoka and Rey.) I told my brother that this time next year she will get ALL the DC

Black Friday two years ago I ran into a high school friend, who, when we were both 15, told me that if I was scared of coming out to my parents, it was because I knew that they didn’t love me enough. She wanted to have a big reunion in the middle of Macy’s. I pretended that I didn’t remember her.

When I was younger, I absolutely coveted the Craftmatic Adjustable Bed. And the Clapper.

My grandma always had the Lilian Vernon catalog, and I spent a lot of time looking at it as well, planning my amazing adult life. One time I showed my grandmother a set of hot rollers. With these I could have perfectly feathered and bouncy hair, unlike the stick straight stuff I had. The hot rollers would be life

When I think of Shannon for a woman she is a klepto she makes a decent living though, it’s just a compulsion and she’s in therapy for it, making some real progress with that too. Good for her.

I have a friend (really) who did 90 days in a Federal camp last year. She told her boyfriend that she was coming out on a Wednesday. She had me pick her up on Tuesday, take her to get her hair colored, eyebrows waxed, a facial and Botox. We stayed in a hotel near the camp that night. The next day she changed back into