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There are a metric ton of blog posts here (I know because I’ve weighed them),
but if you want the Cliff’s Notes version, check this out!
An Open Letter to My Graduating Daughter: I’m Sorry, but It Won’t Always Be Better Tomorrow
Three years ago today, this post was published on a site for which I regularly contributed; however, that site is now defunct. But I never want to forget this time — and I think none of us should. The year was 2020, and it was the first graduation season impacted...
So, Funny Story: My Therapist Tried to Set Me Up with Her Other Client
In another chapter in my you-can't-make-this-shit-up life, my therapist inspired a need for further therapy because she blindsided me by fixing me up with her other therapy client. No joke.
Mask-Shaming Guidance: How to Respond to, “Do You Mind If I Take Off My Mask?”
Imagine this: You’re a patient in the middle of surgery on a brain tumor, and it’s an “awake” surgery because the doctor needs you conscious enough to answer questions. About an hour into the procedure, she peeks out behind the curtain, nonchalantly asking, “Do you...
Six Feet Apart or Six Feet Under? I’ll Take the Former
Shit is real. You’ll notice I did not say it *just got* real. Because it just is, indeed, entirely real. We are in the midst of a pandemic, the likes of which our government apparently knew might happen, but did nothing about. Huh, imagine that. Anyhoo, here I am,...
Dude: You’ll Never Believe What Happened to Me! (Actually, You’ll Totally Believe It…)
Hey. So here's the deal: At some point, my goal is to once again post regularly here. Maybe. Probably. Likely. Soon. But later. A lot has happened in the last few months, which many of you know if you're friends with me on Facebook. Of course it has, I mean...we've...
You Never Know When the Day Before is the Day Before
One year ago tonight was the last time. I don’t remember, but I’m sure I went to bed feeling happy, complete, in love, full of hope. I’m confident that he wrapped his arms wrap around me, and I breathed in, secure in his presence, as I had every day for the almost...
You Never Know When the Day Before is the Day Before
One year ago tonight was the last time. I don’t remember, but I’m sure I went to bed feeling happy, complete, in love, full of hope. I’m confident that he wrapped his arms wrap around me, and I breathed in, secure in his presence, as I had every day for the almost...
Screw the Meet-Cute. Can Someone Please Write Me a Breakup-Normal?
I’ve been seeing this list floating around Facebook recently. It features the names of 10 men, with the headline “The Top 10 Names of Men who Make the Best Husbands.” How nauseatingly adorable. Seriously. Even TIME Magazine wrote about it. And TIME once linked to...
Weathering the Perfect (Shit) Storm
It’s after 5 a.m., and I have yet to go to bed. Fuck. In less than 5 hours, I have to attend a hearing at justice court for Brick 2.0. Fuck. Shortly after that, my older two children return from Brick 1.0’s home, an every-other-week ritual typically served up with...
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