Bee-yotch Squared
I’ll admit it. I’ve never really understood or gotten along well with most women. Except for my shoe fetishism, I just don’t have the female hardwiring. I never have.
Evil Mother socialized me in a more gender neutral manner (though there was occasional emphasis on being ladylike…something I never heeded). So all the fawning over fashion [...]
Vote for Zara
’ve finally gone and lost my mind. I’ve become that mom.
What did I do now, you ask? Well I’ve entered Zara in the Gap Casting Call contest.
Start throwing the tomatoes now. At least it wasn’t Toddlers and Tiaras!
This decision is probably a combination of wanting to show off my beauteous daughter and feeling pretty pleased [...]
Do Divas Drive Mommobiles?
Let me start out by saying that this is definitely a high rent problem to have. No question there. I’m fortunate to be able to even have this bit of a whine-fest. I know this and I know it well. Yet and still, I’m feeling an assault to my divatude that I must address. So [...]
Back Into The Kitchen She Goes
or some reason (I am unclear as to why), I’ve been doing a lot more cooking than usual these days. I’ve always liked to cook, but in recent months, I’ve had the energy level of a hibernating giant sloth (that is if giant sloths do indeed hibernate). So the fact that I’ve found my way [...]