Q: I’m hosting Christmas dinner for the first time ever this year. I think I’m pretty well prepared, but my mother always manages to say something nasty to me about how clean (or, according to her, how unclean) my house is, and I end up in tears every time she visits. What’s the best way […]
I spent April 7 as I always do: with animals. Since 2002, I’ve always tried to find a way to spend that day at the zoo or aquarium, and I have only missed a few. My father loved zoos, and I have many happy memories of visiting monkey houses and polar bear pools with him. […]
Taking Pictures of Food
I’ve lived in Oregon for nearly eight years. Besides my Keens, my Decemberists shirts, and my reusable bags, the most Portland thing about me is that I take pictures of my food.
Q: My parents’ house is a horrible mess. There are piles of crap everywhere, some of which hasn’t been touched in 20 years, and going home actively causes me anxiety. Every time I go home for a holiday, I end up doing nothing but 45/15s — and they THANK me for it, but I just don’t […]
An Open Letter to My Mom and Dad
Mom, Dad, I love you guys. Look, I have made it past 30! I have accomplished a great feat. As parents, you afforded me tons of opportunities as a child like sending me to Europe as an exchange student and I relished those. All the travels we did together taught me a lot about what […]
Unconditional – A Love Letter to My Parents
I lucked out big time on the parent front, both right out of the womb and then again a few years later.
Last week, I got a barrage of emails asking me to fill out year-end surveys about the various campus programs and initiatives. After several years working in psychology labs and seeing both how important surveys are and how often they are ignored, I have developed an intense guilt complex surrounding my interactions with surveys: now, […]
This week on Parenthood, Crosby & Adam hire a cute secretary, officially open the Luncheonette and manage to find time to manage their personal lives as well.
Okay, not really; I don’t have a joke to back up that headline. Strangely, though, I have had Santa and his cohorts on the brain lately.
In addition to making me want to repeatedly bash my head against some hard surface, this infuriating reddit thread got me thinking about how the language that we sometimes use in feminism might be holding us back. In this case, I am thinking specifically of the word patriarchy.
My neck craned as I watched a flock of blue graduation caps take to the skies like bluejays darting towards the heavens.
I’m running out of ways to introduce Ask Luci, but it’s that time again. We have another great question today, and as always, I appreciate commenter input.
Mother’s Day is coming up, which is a holiday we all know to be fraught with complicated feelings no matter what role we fill. But this week, I really wanted to kill my mom.
Ask Luci – 3/24
It’s Ask Luci time! If you’ve missed the last couple weeks, just a reminder that this is the new and improved Ask STFU Jezzies. Same awesome advice, new name. I have a couple great questions today, so feel free to weigh in in the comments with your take on today’s problems! [Trigger Warning for discussion […]
I’ve made a huge mistake. Two years ago, I was a college student living in an off-campus house with a bunch of other students. I paid bills and split chores and did my own cooking. I was independent and looking forward to moving out of my parents’ house forever. I had the skills needed to […]