“How did Michael Jackson die?” That was the question my baby sister, just 11, asked as we watched a tribute to the late King of Pop while on holiday in Jamaica last week. My other sister, 26, and I glanced at each other. At the same time we responded: “Drug overdose.” “Of pain killers,” I… Continue Reading
In my life
As a child, I was taught that women had the right to choose. We had the right to choose about whether we had a baby, or even (thanks to the Birth Control Pill), whether we got pregnant. We had the choice to be whomever and whatever we wanted. We could be police officers, lawyers, doctors… Continue Reading
Last week I read a piece by Jill Filipovic on the Guardian about how women should stop taking men’s names when they get married. Instead, she argues, men should be taking our last names. Her column came about after seeing a bunch of women with names she didn’t recognize on her Facebook account, and her… Continue Reading
It’s been almost a year since Keith and I first saw our house, made an offer and officially became homeowners together. I thought this would be a fun way to commemorate that (hover over the image to see its magic!).
I’ve ignored this space for a really long time. OK, maybe ignored is the wrong word. Neglected might be better. This blog and I were like a new relationship back in 2009. We started off hot and heavy, together almost every day of the week. We even had a taste of going viral early when… Continue Reading