Oh, hi. It’s been a minute. I almost had a sneezing fit after blowing the dust off this blog. I hate that I have neglected this little corner of the internet that I’ve had since 2008. Maybe I’ll be more prolific this year. A birthday is a fine time to make a resolution, way … [Read more...] about Non Sequiturs on Turning 56
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When I’m 54
I woke up to greet 54 this morning. Do I grit my teeth and aggressively grab this birthday by its neck to establish who’s the boss of me, mindset or chronology, or do I gently slide into this new year with the graceful nonchalance of a well heeled, red-lipsticked French woman … [Read more...] about When I’m 54
Fired Up on July 4th
I was fully prepared to wear black and sizzle in my own despair today. The barrage of damage from the hallowed halls of the Supreme Court has left me reeling in fits of rage and sadness. It has admittedly been difficult to be productive at work. It’s been hard to even … [Read more...] about Fired Up on July 4th
Smashing & Rebuilding on International Women’s Day
I embroidered this sweatshirt with idle hands the day I learned Helen Reddy died. I remember my mother belting out I Am Woman in the wood-paneled basement of our split-level home where there was a built-in bar with vinyl barstools and the hilarious Mannequin Pis liquor dispenser … [Read more...] about Smashing & Rebuilding on International Women’s Day
Job Hunting Is Demoralizing
No one talks about how demoralizing it is to be unemployed. So much of ourselves is intertwined with our careers - self-worth, sense of accomplishment, power, influence. To be without work means my own self-worth wanes, my sense of accomplishment fades, and let’s be honest, in a … [Read more...] about Job Hunting Is Demoralizing
In Representation We Trust
One brown face is not enough. One brown face is just the beginning. I’ve had a hard time articulating what this Biden-Harris administration means, the obvious reasons aside, of course. I’ve been the only woman of color in the room, at the table, with the microphone, for most … [Read more...] about In Representation We Trust
A New Day
I have shed more than a gallon of tears since November 9, 2016. Most of those tears were a manifestation of grief with a solid dose of fury. These last few days also found me in tears as I struggled with impending election results. I took a long walk the day after the election … [Read more...] about A New Day