I’m not a Latin expert, but if Triskaidekaphobia is the fear of the number thirteen, than I’m going to go ahead and executivize that triple-dekaphobia is probably the fear of the number Thirty. And let’s be honest, I think that is a much greater fear for a lot of people. But not for me, suckers. I turned 30 LAST year,… Read more →
Category: The Not-So-Trivial
Have You Heard About Stitch?
{via alexandrawrote} We’re dog people around these parts. You might have kind of guessed that from the accidental menagerie I so often moan about, or the fact that Scott’s entire professional life is devoted to the care and well being of canines. So when we hear a story like Stitch’s (and thank Moses we’ve never before heard a story quite… Read more →
“Mommy Wars”: An Argument About Us, Around Us, But Not Between Us.
By now you’ve seen this weekend’s TIME cover, right? The one where 26-Year-Old Jamie Lynne Grumet is breastfeeding her upright, not-quite-four-year-old-son Aram. I’m not really interested in talking about the image and the shock value it was selected for. I breastfed Delilah to 14 months myself, and I think that the decision to breastfeed, to extended breastfeed, or to not… Read more →
I Stand With Diana.
Diana Stone is a Mother. A really good mother. And she’s pregnant with her second. Only this time it’s twins. She found that out back in February and has been trying to wrap her head around all the excitement (and chaos) two babies would bring ever since. Just last week she found out the twins in her belly were boys.… Read more →
The Sexiest Post EVER! Car Seats!
I have the worst headache. It might be from my allergies acting up, but more likely, it’s from the fact that Delilah is FINALLY big enough for a convertible car seat and the things you are forced to care about as a parent when selecting a car seat for your precious cargo are enough to make your brain want to… Read more →
And now this.
Yesterday I gushed about how happy I was to have enrolled Delilah in our local temple preschool. This morning in the south of France, a young Jewish mother — not unlike me — got a call that her 30-year-old husband and their 3 and 6-year-old sons — along with another mother’s child — had been shot dead outside of their… Read more →
Where Do Broken Hearts Go? Rest in Peace, Whitney.
Whitney Houston has passed away at the age of 48. The performer was pronounced dead just before 4pm today at the Beverly Hilton Hotel despite efforts to resuscitate her, according to an LAPD spokesman. The cause of her untimely death is still unknown. As BlogHer’s Entertainment Editor, when the news hit my first response was to rush to the computer… Read more →
As a kid, I wrote this on my backpack:
I’ve since forgotten all about it. Today I saw it on Pinterest. (I totally re-pinned it.) Sometimes it’s nice to remember the person you were before the world got a hold of you, and to be reminded that they still occupy some space in the person you are. Happy Super Bowl Sunday! Guacamole? {Image by Aaron Christopher Judd 365 Days… Read more →
(Wo)Man in the Mirror
For the past three years, in one way or another, my life has been chronicled here for all to see. Sometimes it’s been a raw candid. Other times, a polished portrait only showing what I think is okay to put forth. But for better or for worse, I’ve turned my psyche inside out on the internet, and there’s no going… Read more →
Turn, Turn, Turn
Every year, I say it and I hear it: I can’t believe Christmas has come and gone already. But this year, while August crept up on me without a freaking sound ~ the past four months have dragged on for like…an eternity. Oh, what a long strange trip it’s been, Internet. There are stories I tell you. Those are my… Read more →