No one told me before I had kids just how strangely isolating the experience can be. I really thought that once my delivery was done I'd simply fall in love with my kid (I did but not right away) and... Continue Reading →
I guess I can't deny my age or upbringing anymore. I grew up in the halycon 90s with Heathers, Smashing Pumpkins, Doc Martens, chokers, and 90210 (the original, not the lame re-make where the girls looked 12 and wore a... Continue Reading →