Tag Archives: confessions

When I’m alone.

So, I promise this isn’t as emotional as that title made you think. Seriously y’all, can’t have too many sappy posts in a row. Instead, this is a post to legitimately confess the deeply strange habits that one acquires when … Continue reading

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The Year of Saying No.

Last spring, in the midst of crying over magazine piles and having visitors for 8 weekends straight, I informed James that next year would my year of saying no. It wasn’t that any one individual thing was bad, or that … Continue reading

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What 30 Rock can teach us about love.

While our pre-marital counseling was superb, there are some things it didn’t teach us. It didn’t teach us that my tears would double if confronted with logic and cold hard facts; it didn’t explain the mathematical mystery that is the … Continue reading

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It’s not about the magazines.

Last week I cried about a stack of magazines. When we exchanged our about-to-expire frequent flyer miles for a year’s worth of magazines, I had no idea how much those glossy pages would weigh me down. It feels wasteful to … Continue reading

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Hip-Hop and Shake, or, Can you be a twerking feminist?

Last night I had a two and a half hour class on feminist literary criticism. We waxed poetic about if it is possible to have an écriture féminine (feminin writing); we debated the subalternity of the female voice; we bemoaned the state … Continue reading

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Room to breathe.

When I was little, my mom would throw away our stuff. She has always hated clutter, and no one amasses clutter like kids. If you stopped playing with something long enough, if you fell out of love with a hobby, … Continue reading

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Mini-Quiches and the Modern Woman

Dear Fellow Over Burdened Modern Women of the World: Why do we make life so many times harder for ourselves than it needs to be? Ok, back up. Let me share a mini-breakdown I had a couple weeks ago. I … Continue reading

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