Ren purrs, scrabbling for my earlobe as we lay in bed. He latches on and begins to suckle fiercely, as though it’s the first meal he’s had in weeks. “You’re such a messy eater,” I mutter as drool covers his... Continue Reading →
None of your favorite actors are safe to like. Literally — literally — every day, yet another prominent male figure makes the front page, slapped with claims of verbal harassment, or public masturbation, or physical assault, or rape, or molestation, or…or…or… In... Continue Reading →
"Moooooom.....there's stuff* on the floor!...I can't lay anywhere!**....fix*** it!" *Baking soda to take the "dog smell" out of the carpets. **Except for the couches, ottomans, dog beds, and rugs specifically bought for your leisuring pleasure. ***Vacuum.
Last night, I attended Lexington's city council vote to remove a number of Confederate statues from Cheapside Plaza, a town square formerly used to auction off slaves. Lives were ripped apart in that plaza, people were bought and sold like... Continue Reading →
I finally rebelled against my mother yesterday—I was at the gym. As I peddled away on the elliptical (sloughing off bite after bite of doughnut/grease-pooled pizza/late night Taco Bell runs, wondering what mistakes I had made in life to actually... Continue Reading →