Because I know that many of you, despite my continued insistence, still don’t read ALOTT5MA, where I first stumbled upon this treasure, I am providing you a direct link to pure hilarity.
If you work in offices or near other people, you may want to close your door first.
I bring some gifts to the parenting table. Unfortunately for my children, neither crafting nor cooking are among them. Projects that combine the two leave us all cold and hungry. I want them to learn these things. I’m just not the best person to teach them. In fact, I’d rate my artistic talent just slightly lower than my math and science aptitude.
Nevertheless, when holidays approach, guilt usually drives me to attempt projects I normally avoid. Today, in honor of Halloween, we made “monster cupcakes.” (more…)
Just a warning. The google calendar, on which I’ve lavished much praise for its organizational assistance, is only as good as the person inputting the data.
Kindergarten called. Apparently 6 is sitting in the office, because there was no school today. The woman in the office was unmoved by my excuse. (”Google told me it was tomorrow.”) At least it wasn’t his sister.
I was in college at the height of Rush Limbaugh - when the popular debate about gender equality involved words like the ridiculously imagined label “Feminazi”. At a time when men cowered in fear of this seething creature of conservative fantasy, college gals were quick to dodge the feminist label, even while appearing to agree with principles of equality.
It seemed many perceived the word ‘feminist’ as the calling card of the bra-less, the hairy, the angry, the man-hating, the Birkenstock-clad. (Most of the time, depending on how many times I’d hit the snooze button that morning and whether non-committal musician boyfriend had been returning my calls, I only fit two of those categories at a time, so I felt conflicted about the appropriateness of adopting the title for myself.) (more…)
