She might have some more than a little crazy opinions, but you know what? Good for her. She loves and is comfortable in her body. That's fantastic. Everyone who wants to snark at her for being happy with herself - regardless of how often she invokes God as the reason - should take a step back and examine their own…

Daaaaaaaaaad! No!

My 11 year old son is THE BIGGEST football fan in the world. The ENTIRE world. He knows every stat for every team, every player. Everything. He became eligible to play tackle football last year and I made up every excuse in the book as to why he couldn't play. Much to his disappointment, he went back for that one,…

Hey, it's cool! Sex-positivity is a terrific thing and I love seeing people fight for it. *squish*

Suggested secondary headline: "No Jezebel writers, editors took statistics, ever."

Good LORD, who was the first person that thought melted candy bars in a diaper was a good idea?

From an individual perspective, those numbers show that your risk of these conditions is usually low. From a public health perspective, they don't really ease the mind. If shifting maternal age from 25 to 35 triples the rate of Down's Syndrome and nearly doubles the rate of autism, that's still a pretty big deal.

I thought that between Madonna and that one Seinfeld episode we ladies could show a little bra strap without anyone making such a fuss.

I got a manicure about a month ago. Hadn't had one since I was like 11. It felt so nice....

I'm trying to justify taking $10 000 of our hard earned cash and a whole month away from my young family to climb Aconcagua with my best mates in 2015. I don't think I can do it, but damn, a girl can dream!!

Welp, let's see, there were some major changes for me this year. I moved out of the country with my boyfriend to his home country but didn't go until I found a job. By the magical stars and all unicorn glitter dust, I managed to get a job in my field which makes me 200% happier than my last job I had for years. I feel…

I have a huge issue with feeling guilty spending money on non-necessities, but I'm trying to let go of that (within reason). When I decide to indulge, I end up getting art supplies and lingerie. Nobody but my boyf will see the adorable bra/pantie combo I splurged on yesterday but WHO CARES?

I have been thinking about soft, well made slippers that I can wear around the house. Isn't it funny, but I think something as simple as that would make me so happy...and a glass of wine in a bubble bath. :)

I moved across the country for a new job FOR ME. And then I went to a comic convention, not to work it, but FOR ME. Because I'm now working full time with a pension and other awesome things, I no longer need to rely on art as an income stream, so I'm only doing pro projects or commissions I want to do, and I'm just…

I started to work out a little. Figured I might as well start with small steps to do something for myself. I'm in the process of overhauling my wardrobe and really trying to accept my body for what it actually looks like without judgment.Today, I went for a nice drive, bought myself a bottle of wine (cotes du rhone)…

Seriously...my husband just bought himself a new tv and a workbench, isn't it my turn!? The problem is I'm the keeper of the finances so it is difficult for me to splurge on myself when I know how much work went into saving that money.

I got a master's degree. Can't find a job to save my life, but at least I have that accomplishment.

I've actually done A LOT (too much?) to treat myself this year:

I finished grad school and it felt magnificent!

I'm working on the whole self-hate thing, but I'm trying to do holistic cleansing. It's been interesting- exercise!, trying to meet new people!, tea!- but I think there have been two major steps: (a) actually starting to see a psychiatrist and (b) deciding I don't need to deal with bullshit (see: http://markmanson.ne…