Her Timing is Always a Mystery

Parenting is largely intuitive. Right? Or am I doing it wrong? Because this really feels, for the most part, like a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants endeavor. It’s not so much the “where do babies come from?” conversations… those big ones are expected. You kind of get to plan for those. And, honestly, for us that one was easy…Continue reading “Her Timing is Always a Mystery”

The Nitty Gritty: A Remotely Intellectual Review of Drifting Toward Love

I’m always on & on about how reading shifts a person’s perspective, gives them insight into feelings, struggles, and points of view that they’d never otherwise know.   But, still, it’s shocking, that jolting moment when I’m reading a book that forces me to reckon with how much I don’t know.  I came out in the mid-1990s. It wasContinue reading “The Nitty Gritty: A Remotely Intellectual Review of Drifting Toward Love”

Gay Isn’t an Insult.

Some kid at school “insulted” my baby by calling her “gay.” And I swear, it lit me up… like I wanted to march down to that school and give that damn kid (and every adult in the vicinity of his life) a tongue-lashing he wouldn’t likely forget. But instead, I took a few deep breathsContinue reading “Gay Isn’t an Insult.”

The Nitty Gritty: A Remotely Intellectual Review of Rubyfruit Jungle

The first time I read Rubyfruit Jungle, I was 19 years old, recently out, and head-over-heels in love with my girlfriend. I devoured the book. It was mouthy, cocky, and brash—most of the things I wasn’t but really wanted to be. But most importantly, Rubyfruit Jungle offered me the gift of seeing some of my own life experiences, myContinue reading “The Nitty Gritty: A Remotely Intellectual Review of Rubyfruit Jungle”

Who Put These Boxer Briefs In My Dryer?

Today, as I pulled pair after pair of boxer briefs out of the dryer–stripped, polka dotted, red, navy, Hogwarts, all manner of colors and patterns–I thought, “Huh. I didn’t sign up for this.” Not the laundry part. That was, in fact, part of what I signed up for. I think it was in our marriageContinue reading “Who Put These Boxer Briefs In My Dryer?”

You Are To Be Celebrated

ICYMI: The United Methodist Church has been busy imploding lately. I’ve spent a lot of time recently wrestling with the very real hurt and trauma this conversation the UMC has on the regular about the inclusion of LGBTQIA+ folks brings up. I felt like I should say something profound and moving about the whole hotContinue reading “You Are To Be Celebrated”

Let’s All Play to Our Strengths: I’ll Make the Coffee

My husband just popped his head out of his office. I could feel him peering at me tentatively. “Hello…” he began. I turned around from where I’d been reading and writing at the dining room table my desk. Really, I’d just been trying not to make any sudden movements and wake up the dog, whoContinue reading “Let’s All Play to Our Strengths: I’ll Make the Coffee”