Nationwide Needs to Apologize

Quick rant, if I may.There was a lot of panning companies who ran ads during the Super Bowl because they were so damn depressing. Apart from educating the public about the damaging decrease in self-esteem most girls suffer at puberty (#runlikeagirl) and portraying an incredibly powerful anti-domestic violence ad, (calling 911 for "ordering pizza") the rest of the commercials did their level best to impart heavy relevance to their otherwise emotionless products. Annoying and sad, yes. … [Read more...]

Weight Just a Minute…

Hi, people  -Boy, I am EXHAUSTED from all the posts I didn't do for National Blog Post Month! It almost makes me feel like I haven't accomplished anything since I last hit publish on November 23rd, or whatever that last date was...but I assure you - that is not the case.For example, I laid bare my feelings about my weight in a public way - and, apparently, in a way that resonated with many, many people. So, yay, me. Part of me still rages at the absolute cosmic injustice of the fact that … [Read more...]

Some Links You Might Like…

It's Sunday night and I have to wake up ridiculously early tomorrow and I still haven't written a post today, so I'm going to be lazy and direct you to other people I think rite and draw reel good. It goes without saying that there are waaaaaaaaaay too many people whose writing and art I admire to fit them all into one post, so maybe I'll make this a thing I do on a regular basis. As regularly as I can given the fact that I am about the farthest thing from regimented as one can be, but I'll … [Read more...]

The Dream and Young Frankenstein

PLEASE NOTE: ALL OF MY CHILDREN ARE FINE. However, this post contains material that some people might be painful for people who are sensitive to the subject of losing a child. So, in other words, everyone. But some VERY UNDERSTANDABLY more than others. If absolutely no one reads this because of that, I completely understand and I will have no hurt feelings whatsoever, I swear. Scroll down further if you decide to read the … [Read more...]

Jesus Goes to the Dentist.

Sometimes parents avoid their children's questions. There are myriad reasons for this phenomenon...fatigue, discomfort, lack of maturity on the part of the child, lack of maturity on the part of the parent, and on and on.My parents rarely, RARELY did this. Even my father answered questions about sex (which made me want to puke - and him, too, probably, but he did a good job covering it up if it did.) I'll never forget one of our trips in the car.  It was on a Friday night, if memory serves, … [Read more...]

Babysitting Training

My 10-year-old son loves babies and little children. He loves them so much he wants to babysit for them. I told him he would need to take a babysitter training course and become certified. A couple of days later, on the way to school, he said the following to me:Leo: When I think of babysitting training, I know it's about how to hold a baby and change a diaper and feed them and stuff, but I just get this picture in my head of a military-style training camp.  Like where you have to do things … [Read more...]

Daily Tasks

So, the day before yesterday, I announced with grandiosity that I would be participating in National Blog Post Month, wherein I blog every day for the entire month of November.Yesterday, I did not blog. So, basically, I failed NaBloPoMo on Day 2. Fellow writers exhort me to carry on, however, and I'm not about to let a day of not blogging when I said I would make me feel like a complete lame-ass. I mean, this is one of the months where there are only THIRTY days, right? I can do this. Maybe. … [Read more...]

The Favor

I'll keep this short.My son had rehearsal at 6. My friend is going to meet me to hang out, but she can't get here until 7:30 or so. Anywho, she asked me to pick something up for her from  a store in Hampden, a block or so from the restaurant. The store closes at 7, and she couldn't get there in time. Of course, I would, of course.So after dropping my son at rehearsal, I saw a parking spot outside the restaurant (a rare commodity) so I took it, figuring I could walk a couple of blocks to … [Read more...]

The Five Stages (of Going to the Bathroom in the Middle of the Night)

This has become my life at night. Whether it’s because I am 45, or because I’ve had three pregnancies and birthed three kids, or both, 3 a.m. has become my enemy. Apologies to Elisabeth Kubler-Ross.DENIAL - This takes the form of, “I don’t REALLY have to go. I can make it a few more hours.” Then my 13-pound cat does a one-pawed handstand directly in the middle of my lower abdomen. This leads to the next stage...ANGER - Fucking cat. Get the hell off my belly. Damn it. I really DO hav … [Read more...]

“Unfair” Doesn’t Begin to Describe It

Oren is a friend I met online, and we have a lot in common. We're both parents, spouses, bloggers, Marylanders, Jews, and challengers of gender stereotypes, among other things. For a long time, we've been sharing each other's writing on social media, and I've marveled at the community of Dad Bloggers he has built, through sheer force of his personality and determination that fathers who happened to be the primary caregivers of their children shouldn't feel alone.He has received the worst … [Read more...]