I’ll never get it out, all the feelings I have.
I’ll never get them to you in a way you understand
I’ll never know how to say it in a way that won’t make you grieve
Because the second that…
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what your cookbooks say about you
January 15, 2010
It’s no secret that I’m addicted to cookbooks. I have zero desire to go cold turkey or even curb the habit. Cookbooks bring me joy, much more so even than cooking. They’re inspirational and hold promise and satiety. So when…
things you should never admit
April 21, 2009
"I want to ride you like a pony at a freak show."
1. I don’t really like you. I just want you to: read my blog, link to my blog, see my one-woman-show, invite me to that party that no…
what’s the difference between criticism + complaint?
October 14, 2008
This actually isn’t a post about child rearing or dolphin training. It’s not even a post about parenting philosophies, whether or not to spank your child, or if you should exercise a time-out in an attempt to help your child…
why we look our best + realize it least
May 13, 2008
Upon viewing some of my past skinny pictures, someone recently commented, "Seeing how amazing you look at 118 pounds, what keeps you from going on an extreme diet to recapture that?" I have an answer.
Ignoring the wrongs of "extreme…
the gift of why
April 10, 2008
Fear has been described as beautiful. There’s nothing sensual or ripe about it; it’s one of those lean emotions, the kind that rides bitch in the backseat, who suns on the golden shorelines of our “almost” moments, and manages to…
looking back while moving forward
January 7, 2008
The past seems easier sometimes, and I think holding onto it allows me, somehow, to move forward. I always hear how you have to let the past go, have to live in the moment, control your now. I think I’m…
long-distance friendship
December 17, 2007
Dulce, Stephanie, Smelly
I forgot one of my best friend’s birthdays. It was mid-November. If I were in New York, there’d have been an evite, or at least talk of how we’d be celebrating come the weekend. We’d detail where…










January 27, 2010
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