Being a feminist and parenting a son are, for me, two equally important things that may not always co-exist peacefully. I am constantly questioning if the language and behavior used around him or about him is unfairly stereotyped, or if I’m pursuing a level of lifetime hyper-vigilance that is uncomfortable to maintain at all times.
Afternoon, everyone! I am cranky today. It is like 3 degrees outside, it’s dirty and cloudy and there has been a Mack truck revving its engine outside my window for the last 20 minutes and I’m about to go outside and punch the driver. And that’s why today’s Lunchtime Poll is Anywhere But Here. Where […]
Things that an almost 30-year-old still finds exciting on car trips: Rest Stops – On the NJ Turnpike, rest stops aren’t little cabins with bathrooms, vending machines and a few brochures. They’re more like giant mall food courts, and being on the road means the calories in that Roy Rogers cheeseburger and milkshake DON’T count.