Apparently Gish forgets I have a blog. So I have to make myself more compelling. Look! A baby! Here is Hannah, giving somber looks because she was intent on pushing the big button to shut down the computer. And Ian said sternly, “Hannah, No!” And she knew what he meant. The first time, she looked [...]

I had a bad night, but a good day. Last night, trying to fall asleep, I had a spasm in my shoulder that kept twinging and waking me up. I finally jumped up and stormed downstairs for a big round of self-pity and mersyndol sometime after midnight. Though I thought, as I took the mersyndol, [...]

I can’t remember if we’ve already had this conversation. Google says we maybe haven’t? Anyhow, was thinking about marriage and feminism today. There was this time when I said to Ian how I had been thinking that, normally, when the radfems call marriage a form of prostitution, I think, “how hysterical,” but that I had [...]

I am afflicted with the inability to be curt with well-meaning religious types. Or. I don’t know. Once I had no problem with saying firmly, “I’m not interested, thank you,” and closing the door. But the Jehova’s Witnesses who are witnessing in my area must have caught me once on a vulnerable day. And I [...]