Hate Is Not New
A photo posted by adrienne maree brown (@adriennemareebrown) on Jul 9, 2016 at 8:10pm PDT “I’m afraid,” I mumbled around my hands, trying to push the tears back in before the boys found us and started...
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Suzy Q’s
I’ve been thinking a lot about Susan B. Anthony – suffragette extraordinaire and symbol of the women’s rights movement. But this morning, someone in my Facebook feed called her a racist. So I started...
View ArticleThis Little Light of Mine
I think we can all agree this hasn’t been a banner week. But the world still turns. I wrote a piece Wednesday morning about how we must shine on, fight on, hope on. (You can read it here.) And I’m...
View ArticleSave It For A Rainy Day
Once upon a time, a long long time ago, in a city at least twenty minutes away, I worked at a record label. We released a LOT of crap. (Exhibit A) Sometimes the crap sold well. Sometimes it didn’t. But...
View ArticleNo Hard Feelings
I’m having trouble with words, lately. Most of the pieces I’m working on right now are humor. But some days…weeks…months…the funny is harder to find. Yes, humor is important. Always. Hell, even The...
View ArticleAchievement Unlocked
For those of you that have been around here for a bit, you know I’ve been working on Lymphomania for years. You know about its different versions. You know how I fumbled when trying to juggle kids and...
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Trailers for Sale
A few weeks ago, on a whim, the boys and I took a detour from our errands to stop at Liberty State Park. I thought they might get a kick out of seeing the old train station, which, in my recollection...
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Lost On You
Some days you’re the leggings. You’re just phoning it in, knowing that your day is going to involve way more leisure than athletics and she’s really wearing you because she’s too bloated after “Wings...
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Never Tear Us Apart
SPRING IS HERE! I keep reading articles and blogs on time scarcity. That seems to be what the Universe keeps serving up to me via emails and social media. Maybe it’s because Rocco’s schedule has...
View ArticleUndecided
I just returned from my mother’s hometown, Dixon, Il. Of her nine siblings that lived to adulthood, only four remain. But holy cow did they procreate so every family gathering is massive. We rented...
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