keeping it real

That’s Not My Name

When I was married, I changed my surname to match my husband’s. I will never, ever do it again (if I ever decide to marry again, which is another subject). I suppose I did it because we had gotten married on a whim, and I wanted to prove to him […]

The One That Got Away Got Married

I was stalking exes on Facebook the other night – something I rarely do. I especially make it a point to not look at one particular ex’s profile, because I know it generally amounts to no good. But I was feeling masochistic and was waxing blue anyway, so I went […]

Be a Baby, Why Don’t You?

Generally speaking, I’m not a huge fan of babies. I mean, I’ve nothing against them — I might even get one someday — but I don’t fuss and coo and go gaga when I see a baby. They’re just not that interesting to me. They’re kinda like fleshy blobs of […]