Mom! Mom! Mom! It’s morning– we have to get the kids to school, and then get our coffee and our sausage patty and then go home and get WALKIES! OH NOES! There are no kids going to school? We get no rides? No coffee? No sausage patty? NO WALKIES? You are going to leave us… Read More

Hello all– I have to say, it’s fun when you guys lobby for your favorite couples. The lobbying for SuperBat was FIERCE today– via this link RIGHT HERE  as was the lobby for Cartinski, with some awesome pictures. I’m going with the Cartinski– and if you had any idea how many times I flipped back and… Read More

Indoor soccer–through the heavy duty plexiglass This first part is to the tune of the Twelve Days of Christmas… somewhere around the swans. Or the drummers. Or the maids. Or the maids fucking the drummers in front of the swans… whatever. You all know the tune… And on the third day of December, I had… Read More

Okay, somedays are lived on Twitter. That doesn’t mean I spend my entire day there, but it means that the highlights are short, pithy, and, well, sort of trivial. (I’m going to diverge from my topic for a moment and say that it terrifies me how many political movements catch fire at 140 characters a… Read More

So I sent Chicken a picture of the dogs on their walk one morning, to which she replied, “Look! Two assholes, straining!” They have been “Assholes!” ever since. *  *  * This morning I dropped Squish off and took Geoffie in for her bi-yearly exam. Yeah, I think it’s overkill for a dog too–and I… Read More

So, you all read yesterday’s post, and the general consensus is that Mate is a hero. I’m down with that shit. And here’s the thing. I’m a feminist. I’m all about division of labor. I’m totally against me doing most of the housework–and I don’t. But when my husband comes home for ten minutes between… Read More

Okay– so, mortification. You know that terrible feeling that a stranger just saw your unmentionables? You walk out of the bathroom, your skirt’s in your pantyhose, you’re on your period, and the whole world just got a doubleshot of your least favorite view of yourself? Yeah. That. So, Squish was sick last night– twice. And… Read More

It’s funny– people ask me all the time how I can write so “real”. Where do I get my details? How do I ground everything so physically? Fact is, I always think I skimp on some of the yuckier details. My writing is often optimistic– I think real life is much more Immortal or Bells… Read More

Sorry this is actually on Saturday– I’m afraid the holidays caught up with me and I was actually sort of sick.  But I DID write you fanfic–  and I thought I’d tell you that Vulnerable is available for FREE from DSPP today  and that Winter Ball is available for presale from DSP (at 35% off!). … Read More

I took this photo after Squish got all ready this morning. What you can’t see are the painstakingly chosen pink skirt, pink tights, and pink shirt that all went on under the big pink hoodie–but I think what you can see is enough. Squish was ready to go out on the town. This is, of… Read More