I chose between two breakfast options: 1/2 dozen chocolate donut gems and an Orange Fanta from the BP station if I was running late or a bacon, egg and cheese biscuit and a Coke from the Magnolia Bakery Cafe if I had time to run in somewhere and wait on a hot meal...
“Unjustly neglected” is not an overused trope of academia and the publishing world: it’s the lot of many, many more writers than all of today’s reissue publishers will ever be able to bring back to print, more than all of today’s readers will ever be able to appreciate. But tha...
Because we focus the attention of our sleep obsession on those too young to stand up for themselves or to tell us how they really feel and what they really need. So we have tons of parents buying books telling them how to sleep train their children, stressing over every minute of sleep,...
Things have gotten to a point where I had to send her money to buy food. I don’t feel like I should help her with any more money. I think I've helped enough. It's gotten to a point where I feel bad to buy stuff for myself. I purchased a new TV and laundry machine...
Some of you, like me, remember how you spent your toddlerhood sleeping on a blanket under the barn shelter on early summer mornings while your parents primed “baccer.” You recall running on your little legs to catch a ride on the slide as the tractor came in from the field. You gir...
With one son still a needy toddler and the other an unwelcome addition, with an unsupportive and uninterested husband (of course, she became pregnant so quickly because he finds birth control in any form an assault on his manhood), with the weight of post-partum depression crushing down upon...