“Well, according to the rules of Hillary you can take the baby at nine months and you can imagine what you have to do to that baby to get it out,”

I hated school by senior year in high school, and my best friend had an afternoon work study job in town, so I often got “sick” at lunch and rode home with her. But the principal started just sending me to the nurse’s office, so I upped the ante and began telling him that I had suddenly started my period and had to go…

About five years ago, my husband Adam and I decided that it was finally time to start looking to purchase a house. We had always talked about buying an older, fixer upper home because we’ve had the idea that they hold more charm and character. Plus we can appreciate a place that has it’s own quirks and we love the…

The house where I grew up was pretty new - way newer than any of the other houses on the block. A typical one-story ranch house that you might see in any stretch of American suburbia. Likewise, all the furniture in the house was pretty par for the course. My room had a little-kid bed, a nightstand, a table and chairs…

This isn’t my story, personally, but it’s one that has kicked around my family for so long that it definitely feels like it’s mine. It’s been told and re-told, but I do think that the central details are very solid.

When I was 30, I decided it was time for me to take my first road trip across the United States. I was young, fearless, and eager to see as much as I could. At the time I was seeing a guy who wanted to travel the first few weeks with me, and then split off when we got to New Orleans at Jazz Fest. My plan was to…

The very first house that I bought was haunted...by a cat. I knew the previous owner has a cat because there was a cat door cut into the utility door and when I was cleaning before moving in, there was cat hair all over the carpet.

YAAAAASSSSS

In my parent’s house, there are framed photos of two very sad women. One is my great grandmother, who stopped speaking for 2 years when her daughter died after falling down a well. The other is my great great aunt, who died of a botched abortion when she was 17. It’s never been a family secret or a morality tale, just…

Trump will next criticize Clinton’s ill-fitting suits, her inexplicably orange skin, her tendency to loom over people, and her terrible comb-over. “I hear she just reaches out and grabs people by the pussy, is what I hear” reports Trump.

I love the GBBO. Love LOVE it. It’s like warm cocoa and cuddles in television format. The bucolic filler shots of English countryside... Mel and Sue being batty and sweet... the friendly chemistry between good cop Mary Berry and bad cop Paul Hollywood. The way the contestants are all so sweet and earnest, they all…

I love how Republicans are soooo scared of that word!!

My best friend and I were in the parking lot of a church (we attended his great-uncle’s funeral) when he dared me to sneeze on his deceased’s face. My friend absolutely loathed his uncle, and for good reason. But he’d promised to briefly attend the service and not make a scene, so he wanted one last posthumous dig…

My partner has orthorexia - he’s doing better now, no longer dangerously underweight - and the most horrible part of it was convincing him to eat stuff he considered “unhealthy”. It was really confronting and horrible to be trying to insist that he eat red meat, when he’s in tears and telling me that it would kill…

Guys. Guys? Guys.

Same. I thought, “Oh, you’re using rape to establish characterization. How groundbreaking.”

In a KFC bathroom, at around 8 or 9 in the evening circa 1992, I entered a men’s room out of sheer bladder desperation because the women’s room was out of order. I opened the door and after recovering from the stench that flew out of the newly cracked door like sins from Pandora’s Box, I saw the the phrase “Why?” and…

I don’t understand how any woman can vote for him.

I’m pretty sure I am going to win this. I lived with all of the roommates below in on campus apartment style housing in a single school year: