Oh, mommy groups. You never cease to piss me the hell off at least twice a day. This is probably why I need to monitor my blood pressure. But whatever. A topic came up today that's actually something my friends and I have discussed a lot - what to pay a babysitter. It's been a… Continue reading Cheap or Poor? Ignorant Snobs Weigh In.
About six years ago my mother started hanging around and dating some guy she worked with. I still haven't met him, but I can't say I've heard much to make me a fan of the relationship starting with the fact that he lives with another woman - his long-term girlfriend (pre-dating my mom) and they're… Continue reading A real keeper
I'm not exactly shy about admitting that my childhood was a little bit dysfunctional. And after numerous therapy sessions with a multitude of psychiatrists, psychologists, counselors and therapists, I'd say I'm pretty much over it. But every once in a while I can't help but grit my teeth and be annoyed by something family related.… Continue reading Mommy Issues
I graduated last month. Walked across the stage and all that. For the last year I've worked along side with a professor of mine, helping her with her research, adding to her database and then going back to analyze and code it. I've been in several of her courses and over the last couple of… Continue reading She Likes Me
Today is my 27th Birthday. I was going to do what I normally do which is let it slip by fairly uncelebrated, but be secretly pleased if anyone remembered. Sometimes I get a card. Often my parents forget, so it’s kind of better this way – but that’s not why I do what I do,… Continue reading Birthday Girl
I was raised by parents that taught me that one of the worst things I could do was air out our dirty laundry to outsiders. Sharing anything personal with others, even extended family or friends, was a huge no-no. Secrecy became a normal part of my life. This was partly because there were major parts… Continue reading Time to get Real