Fever Dream – Ghosts from My Past and Watching Bandersnatch
I have a weird quirk where sometimes the more popular something is, the more I resist jumping on the bandwagon. Some latent habit left over from my rebellious youth? A remnant of anti-establishment feelings that never really disappeared, perhaps?
Generational Differences
My son hates his grandmother. I can't claim neutrality. But I keep asking myself — did I teach him to hate her, or did she do that herself?
You Talk Too Much
I screamed for my brother to get off the phone when I cut myself on accident. He did not. I fainted from blood loss. He was still on the phone when I came to.
Stress Eating My Emotional Abuse
La Llorona arrived for Christmas and I've been eating non-stop ever since. Emotional abuse and terrible coping mechanisms.
Choke on Your Bitchy Pudding
My second post-divorce Christmas was simultaneously a success and my worst nightmare. My children were gloriously surprised and pleased with their presents. My brother was tickled to see everyone so happy with their gifts. Then there was my mother…the Grinch ain’t got nothing on her. She gives being a Christmas bitch a new name…
