As an Infertile-American (at least, according to a doctor that one time—and, as you know, doctors are infallible) I…
I remember reading one book with Native americans - that I winced my way through it. The author’s idea of the Native american character POV is basically talk about different gods, shoot arrows and compare everything to trees, and rivers. She passes for white too, of course.
Samantha Bee will host a new ‘late night’ show on TBS this year. According to Deadline, the series doesn’t have a…
I was so surprised at this, because I had a discussion about Lisa Kleypas’s books just yesterday on the post about Franzen. I want to premise this by saying that I do enjoy her books, and she is truly good at constructing a romance and the book Blue Eyed Devil was so good at depicting domestic violence and its…
Greetings from Dallas and the RT Booklovers Convention, where I am currently wandering dazed through a thicket of…
Here is a guide to thrifting in LESS than 37 steps.
My mother passed away three years ago this June. She was the kindest, most loving lady with
My mom is a total badass. In the early 90s she filed a complaint against her employer for gender discrimination. She won and that’s why my very middle class parents have a beach house. Also, when my brother was diagnosed with dyslexia, his teacher very kindly tried to reassure my mother that a learning disability did…
When I was in 5th grade I changed schools. My new school was way on the other side of town and outside of the lily white suburb where my previous school had been located.
That’s an “and that’s why you always leave a note!” style lesson!
My mom has so much mom in her heart that she couldn’t give it all to the two independent, happy, well-adjusted girls she raised. So she became a surrogate mom to anyone out there who needed a little more mom in their life. The best was when my sister came out while attending a small college in the South and started…
My mom worked in the music business during its hey day (80s and 90s) and has some kick ass stories. Some of my fave stories include: when Bob Dylan stepped in dog poop at our house after being rude to the always kind Steve Perry, when my mom brought a bottle of whiskey to Slash’s laundromat to bribe him to go with her…
My mom is a spitfire. She’s a tiny, fierce, mean, Irish lady. She had 6 kids in 6 1/2 years. I have a ton of great stories about her, like the time she bought a huge crystal chandelier at an estate sale several hours from our home. Lacking anything to wrap it in for the ride home, she stripped down to bra and panties,…
My mom is adorably clueless, and like a tiny sprite of a human being. She also dresses kind of masculine, has a pixie cut and is full of tattoos. So bearing that in mind, once my family was on vacation in Vegas. One of the days we were there, we signed up for a tour of Red Rock Canyon. Our tour guide was awful for…
My mom, mom drunk on IM:
Mom: I love you, you know :) ;)
Me: :)
Mom: STOP LAUGHING AT ME.
I was trying to think of a best, but I couldn’t, so I’m just going with badass-est.
After a particularly horrific breakup my mother was my rock. We were very close. One afternoon my emotionally abusive ex was a lunch with a date. I wasn’t at the restaurant but my mother and her friends were.
I have a few funny ones:
Wait what, super chilled out dude? Those were literally ALL post breakup stories. Was he confusing the winners from the previous week’s pissing contest for the current week’s topic? I am not super chill, ever, and I am also confused now.