Writer, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
Dear Mom-ster, Happy second Sunday in May. I know you hate to be reminded that you are a mother, and despise all holidays, especially Mother’s Day, but I thought I’d write you just the same. I’m sure you have read some, if not all, of my writings about you by now, thanks to my ex-husband. If there is one thing that you’ve taught me, it’s that you should always keep your nose clean and nothing will come back to haunt you. I’m no saint, Mom-ster,…
Read MoreIt’s one of the greatest debates of our time, and has wounded and sometimes destroyed relationships. I always get anxious when I meet someone new, because I know sooner or later, this question will surface. I always try to ask the inevitable question early on, because then and only then will I know if the relationship can progress. “What is your favorite Star Wars movie?” If my potential beau replies with any of Episodes I thru III, the chances of the relationship progressing are slim – especially…
Read MoreI’m sitting in my living room in one of my beloved Hello Kitty t-shirts and a pair of colorful knee socks, eating peanut butter out of an almost empty jar with a spoon; I am finding that this is one of the many joys of living alone. Let me interject here that I don’t care that I’m almost 42 and still wearing Hello Kitty – I’ll rock the shit out of it at any age thank-you-very-much. I’m not going to make excuses for wearing things that are, as Mom-ster…
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