Becoming Blondie, One Way or Another

It is not Halloween, but I don’t want to be me, so I will become Debbie Harry. Debbie Harry, front woman (only woman) of the new wave band Blondie. Debbie Harry, who could clash patterns and start trends that would never go out of style.

Confidence Breeds Compliments

As I roll into my mid-30’s I have found a comfort in myself that I never really knew was ever in question. I have an awesome job, a great partner, a home I am proud of, funny dogs that make me laugh every day, great

Don’t Mistake My Shit For Flowers

DON’T MISTAKE MY SHIT FOR FLOWERS Sometimes it is good to hear an objective opinion. And sometimes the opinion is so strong that words are not even needed. Such as the silence that lingered as I explained the plumbing situation to my mother. That silence

The Angry Won’t Heal Itself

You have heard the whisperings of girls club even if you’re not a member. As far as I can tell, the one rule that has been established in this Facebook club is that you don’t talk about girls club outside of girls club. We are

Mixtapes and Bad Gifts

I dated a frat boy once in college. I was never in a sorority or had ever had an interest in the boys in fraternal organizations before. I was the music major that wore jeans and rock band t-shirts and hung out with art majors

An Absence of Thanksgiving

Once when I was younger, my aunt brought in a “Tree of Many Blessings” before Thanksgiving dinner. It was one of those flimsy white tabletop Christmas trees, only slightly less pitiful than the one from A Charlie Brown Christmas. She insisted that we write down

Toe The Line

Ever since I can remember, I have always had best friends that were guys. When I was in elementary school it was Matthew, a Chunk look alike (from The Goonies) and we’d run the neighborhood climbing orange trees and playing Nintendo for hours. Then in