LastWeekAGram

Since I’m clearly too lame to write a cohesive paragraph these days, let’s take a look at my last week in pictures. *This will be the most boring post ever if you already follow me on Instagram or Tumblr, so read a book or make yourself a sandwich or something….

On The Rag Mag Roundup

In which I discuss my ennui and inability to do anything productive right now. My BFF Tawnya made a baby. His name is Elliott. He is wicked cute. I made a mixtape. I was crabby. I made a creepy video mixtape about it.

Someone please talk me out of buying this leather jacket

or don’t. I finished My Mad Fat Diary yesterday and I loooooved it like a person. I loved it so much. So much that you need to stop reading this post and watch it immediately. Now that you’re back, wipe away the tears and tell me that you don’t want…

Recovery

It’s been a week since my surgery and I’m doing really well. I slept and slept and slept some more. I read. I watched all of Call the Midwife, caught up on The Americans, marathoned the first season of Scandal, started the Horatio Hornblower series, got half-way through My Mad…

Lars is smart AND hot

In case you missed it, my gorgeous husband was on a little game show called, Jeopardy. He didn’t win, but he was amazing and I couldn’t be more proud. Not surprisingly it took less than 12 hours before he made an appearance on the “Hot People on ‘Jeopardy!‘” tumblr. I’m…

Fat Bitch: Week 4, Seeing Beauty in Other Fat Bodies

How to be a Fat Bitch E-Course, by Rachele at the Nearsighted Owl My homework from week 1 My homework from week 2: Reclaiming the FAT word My homework from week 3: Being Fashionable and Fat This week’s assignment is: Create a tribute to a fat body. Your fat body…

Jiffy Lubed: My Laparoscopy and Hysteroscopy Extravaganza

So, Monday was the day of my surgery. I was asked to remove my nail polish, take off all of my makeup, my bra, underwear and put on the most delightfully flattering outfit of all time. No, really… don’t I look pretty? I was interviewed several times by med students,…

“Why haven’t you had kids?”/ “Why don’t you shut up?”

As a 38 year-old woman who has been in a monogamous relationship for more than a decade the question I’m most often asked by friends,ย acquaintancesย and yes, even total strangers is, “Why haven’t you had kids?” After being asked this I stare at them with a bewildered, slightly pissy-diarrhea-stomachย expression followed by…