What’s New Pussy Hat? NO, NO, NO – O

This is where I’m at. Pink pussyhat galore, if you will. I just won’t be joining you in head fashion. Here’s where my head’s at:

I love marches. I love community organizing. I not only believe it’s been proven essential in making meaningful, systemic change, but also, I love it. It makes me feel all deliciously fiery inside, but well beyond the “me” in it, it is just so obviously necessary. Continue reading “What’s New Pussy Hat? NO, NO, NO – O”

My Love Shack(les): Break Free.

Ever since my divorce and especially lately, I’ve been thinking about what being “in love,” actually looks and feels like. I’m pretty sure it’s a terrible idea to carry these thoughts on for too long in one’s head, especially with the committee that resides in my noggin. Still, for several weeks, I’ve been extra “think-y” about the qualities I’ve spotted in the men I tend to fancy the most.  Continue reading “My Love Shack(les): Break Free.”