A Mother and Her Pesky Career

There have been some circumstances recently that have reminded me about some ambitions that I have sort of, let go by the way side. I really like my job and the company I work for affords me some very nice flexibility when it comes to time off for both sickness and fun. Any working parent…

A Viking a Stick and a Four Year Old Boy

Today I stood on the elliptical at my gym and fought tears. The story on the screen was hard to comprehend. I saw graphic images of bloody lash marks on a boys legs, on his behind and the guy on the news reported that they even reached his genitals. This little boy is only four…

FYI… Your Daughter is no Princess

Your daughter is a princess, is she? Well… How nice. Is she “kept” in a tiny room atop a tower waiting for her prince to come rescue her? Or is she delicate and sleeping waiting for true love’s kiss? Maybe she’s a secret princess who’s being hidden from an evil overlord…. Wait, scratch that, it’s…

I Was Patriotic

I was patriotic before the towers fell I learned to be, in part, from stories I heard tell Raised to sing Marine Corps hymns, one nation under God To trust my school and my church the way I was taught I was patriotic before they took our planes I was patriotic before our president read…

Christians, Atheists and Ben Franklin

I’m aware that this might be one of my least popular posts but, before you judge me remember that I am being pragmatic in my view on this and it hasn’t much to do with my personal belief system. Many of you may know that there is a controversial ceremony being held in Oklahoma City…

Blame the Victim

In the wake of the story surrounding Ray and Janay Rice, I have seen a myriad of emotions. I saw the video and was as shocked as anyone. When I saw that he’d been dropped by his team (albeit with a $25,000,000.00 pay off) and that his wife was defending him, I felt sad. It…

An Open Letter to Gene Simmons

Dear Mr Simmons, As a writer I appreciate the imagery of your words when you paint a picture of a murdered rock n’ roll, I can almost see the stab wounds. Your statement that “Some brilliance, somewhere, was going to be expressed, and now it won’t, because it’s that much harder to earn a living…

Let’s talk about the “F” word… And I don’t mean Fuck.

I want to discuss the “F” word today… That’s right, that dirty word FEMINISM. When I see a woman exclaim that she is “NOT A FEMINIST” it always catches me off guard. One of my favorite quotes is this: “Do you believe that all humans are equal? Do you believe that women are human? CONGRATULATIONS,…

The Mouse and The Peacock

Being a strong woman is a thing of beauty. I mean, when you are almost 40 and have a reputation for making things happen, when people come to you because they KNOW beyond a shadow of a doubt that you can handle it, that’s a compliment, right? Indeed, it is. I love being a rock…

The Death of Friends and Friendships

By the time we are in our late thirties we have all suffered some sort of loss in friendship. We may have had to live through the physical passing of a friend, or we may have lost the friendship connection through time and distance, or maybe we lost a friend through conflict. I have experienced…

Fat Shaming vs. The Celebration of Obesity

I have been fat for a long time. Yep, I said it. FAT. I know the word is taboo and feels uncomfortable like a racial slur, but there it is in black and white. I’m a fat girl. I was very thin when I met my husband. I was also living a brutal lifestyle (more…