So I'm finally probably going to have a baby.
From the interjection of "probably," it's likely pretty apparent that I'm still a bit in denial. But you guys have got to understand--for years, I've so successfully compartmentalized the act of being pregnant from its normal outcome (a child), that it's...
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Tuesday, September 13, 2016
A Feminist's Perspective on a Patriarchal Church
Did my title hit all the hot buttons? Okay, good!
Now, to clarify, I think I would more ascribe to third wave feminism. Not the bra-burning associated with second wave feminism. Rather, I believe...
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
"Tell All the Truth but Tell It Slant"
6:00 am: Even after doing 4 1/2 hours of reading yesterday, my homework still wasn't finished. #EnglishMajorProbs. Anyway, I read all that I could until I needed to start getting ready.
8:20 am: Although I told Ben he could take leftovers and I would make a sandwich, let's be real. I wasn't going to...
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Fragmented Essay
I don’t remember my first hospital
visit. Some of my earliest memories stem from when I was four—back then I
frequented the hospital so much that whenever I was admitted, the nurses
greeted me like a favorite niece. More than that, I felt like a momentary
celebrity as I walked through the double doors...
Thursday, January 30, 2014
How to Become an English Major
First, you must graduate high school thinking you're amazing at everything. There is nothing that you cannot do. Especially, however, you are great at math and English. When you make the choice between the two, however, choose math. Math is more respected and will make you feel more reputable. After...
Thursday, December 26, 2013
My First [MARRIED] Christmas
Let's start with Christmas Eve, shall we? Much to my husband's distress, we were waiting around for a package for his sister to arrive (side note--it was supposed to arrive the day before, but apparently...
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
My first day of class....errr....second day of class
It started off pretty typical. You know, the alarm is set to give you a respectable amount of time to get ready in the morning. But come morning time, your brain makes a valid point: you don't NEED that much time. You're a super fast morning-get-ready-er. So you hit that snooze button. Then, in effect,...
