Mother-eff’ed

Sometimes I write about being a mom.
Sometimes I write about being a 14-year-old boy trapped in the body of a mom.

Uh, Anyone Got An Emmy Dress Lying Around?

I am humbled, honored, and flat-out gobsmacked to say that I have been nominated for a Creative Arts Emmy. Here’s some proof so you know it’s not just the Sharpie-sniffing talking: The category is Outstanding Short-Form Animated Programming, and it’s …

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Valentine’s Day is upon us…

…which means it’s time for some bad singing, some painfully awkward dance moves, and some hot, heavy, UTI-inducing Parental Love. Click, watch, and learn. (And then go wash your eyeballs and forgive me for the visual horrors I have unleashed …

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If you’re near a tv today…

I’ll be appearing on “The Doctors”, discussing “MomHead”, “How Not to Calm a Child on a Plane”, and offering helpful hints for performing emergency brain surgery! And if you’re not near a tv, here’s the video for viewing right the …

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The Reich Way

For the longest time I was not ready to have kids. I was on the pill, used a diaphragm, and would have my husband triple bag it on our bi-annual lovemaking occasions. And then one day we realized we’d been …

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Unconventional Wisdom

(as seen in www.womensconference.org ) You’re going to be dead soon. That’s what I say to myself every morning when I look in the mirror. And no, it’s not my corpse-strength morning breath rising up into my own nostrils that …

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