Morrison says I have a Christmas demon living inside of me that emerges around the holidays and feeds off lights and joy and wrapping paper and fudge and fresh rolls of scotch tape and the …
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CHRISTMAS TIMMMEEE IS NEARRRRR
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YES YOU FLAN!
Sister Carrie turned 32 yesterday, so she flew to LA for 24 hours to stay with her hubs at the Roosevelt hotel, where we plopped poolside and drank Rose for 5 hours with the Russian …
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a Playwright learns about her Body
I have a shooting pain in my butt muscle. A literal pain in the ass. I attempted yoga to address said pain, which I don’t do that often as I am not flexible or good …
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ePEEphany!
Noun: a term just coined by my co-worker in which you go the bathroom, have a very profound thought, and return to the room and VALIANTLY ANNOUNCE IT AS IT IF WERE THE ANSWER TO …
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Okay, I’m fine
There’s me last night with the ladddiiesss! That’s me on the right in the elongated tube top, complete with sash. What fun. I think we were playing cards? The theme of the evening, of course, …
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This will ultimately relate to Cereal.
It usually goes: Loved One: Bekah, (really important question or comment involving our relationship, your spirituality, my future, your finances, my wants, your fears.) Me: Yeah – just – I don’t know. We just – …
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it ain’t easy being fat
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Real Talk
LADIES. R. Kelly and I really only have ONE THING to say to you guys right now. Really, a series of statements, and questions. See girl – only thing I’m trying to establish – with …
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WHOA YOU GUYS
THERE I WAS, innocently drinking my Dasani, when a friend informed me that there was salt in my water. Whaaaa??? I enquired, predictably. Sure enough, friend directed me to the back of the bottle, where …
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my terrible children
Last night, I explored a scary potential future version of my Self, as an angry Soccer Mom, or: Kate Gosselin, thanks to my generic ‘Eight is Enough’ wig. I demanded that children finish their …