I’ve been staring at this page for ten minutes. Ten minutes. Ten minutes of the air conditioner’s drone from the bedroom. Ten minutes of periodic yowling from my geriatric cat. Ten minutes of my Italian greyhound, Ned, softly whining because it’s past his dinner time, he thinks. Ten minutes of the semi-silence of a compact urban life.
Breakfast can break the fast any time of day. By thinking this way, you can eat waffles on a Wednesday night or have bacon for lunch on Monday. In other words: there are many personal benefits from breaking breakfast free from morningtimes. Read More Pancakes for Everybody
I never wanted to be someone’s mother. In fact, until a few years ago, the very thought of pregnancy made me collapse with anxious dry-heaves. I was happy to have my dogs and to enjoy my niece and nephew. But giving birth and having babies myself straight up grossed me out and made me panic. Until I changed my mind. Read More There are Many Choices You Can Make: Or, How I Changed My Mind About Having a Baby
When I was 16, I was in a beauty pageant. Read More I Was a Wannabe Beauty Queen
Babies are assholes.
There. I said it.
They’re little jerks who steal our time, our money, our social lives, our sleep, our personal drive. They make every moment about them-them-them and they never say thank you. Seriously. Don’t have one. Never have one. No one should ever have one.
Read More Babies Are Assholes
When my grandpa died a couple years ago, everyone came back to my hometown to cry a lot, drink too many fermented beverages and eat ham and Jell-o salad with carrots in it.
Read More Songs for a Funeral
If this dish were a building, I’d marry it. It’s so simple, filling and taste-tastic you’ll want to make it all the time. Now get roastin’. Read More Granny’s Guide to Foodcrafting: Roasted Brussels Sprouts, Potatoes and Onions
Mothers have collective amnesia. Huge, common experiences (both the good and the bad) are not discussed, probably because the brain can’t form memories on so little sleep. Here are seven things I wish I’d known before I had a kid. But, um, there are definitely more than seven. Read More Seven Things They Don’t Tell You About New Motherhood