Day 1 – Of Awkwardness & Excessive Navel Gazing We were the last to make it to the house in Truckee, after dark and dinner. Already in attendance: my parents, my sisters, their husbands and children. My family had been on the road seven hours by then. And like most
Little invited herself to my house for Labor Day Weekend. It had that feeling, you know? The one you get when someone is making a trip to tell you something in person. I mean, why else make a 5+ hours drive with a 7 month old in holiday traffic? For
I spent a few days with Little and her new baby. Little is 8 and 1/2 years younger than I am. Plus, I left home when I was 14 and she, 5ish. So although I love her like crazy, our relationship has always been weird. We are kind of like
— Trrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiigggggggggggggggggggger warning — — Long ass post alert– In the spirit of getting back to my roots and telling you stuff I’m embarrassed to say in real life (I guess this is like the Halloween edition): I’m starting to believe the emotional fall-out from the fight with my mom
Longtime readers may recall I have a skin condition called Lichen Sclerosus. It involves my labia. From the first time I discussed the condition, I HIGHLY RECOMMEND NOT GOOGLING IMAGES. For newer readers, HELLO. Now we are a little more intimately associated, yes? Did you want to be up in