Showing posts from November, 2016

This is not a political post, honest

So, there is a news headline that I just can't let go. Hillary Clinton is the first person to do THIS in a presidential concession speech.

Hint: She apologized

Regardless of whose 'side' you were on, regardless of who you voted for, I don't care. It is how it is and we can all only hope that the country is able to pull itself up and move forward with some fucking far, we're failing.

Not my point. Really. This isn't about the politics of the situation. This is about the apology.

Hillary Clinton was the first person to apologize in a concession speech. Not because she had, in her opinion, done anything wrong. Not because it was her fault she lost. No, she apologized BECAUSE she is a woman.

Women have an ugly habit of apologizing for things they shouldn't. For things that aren't their fault. For situations they can't control. For things they aren't actually sorry for. This is a female trait. Men don't apologize off the cuff. They d…

Thanksgiving on a Budget

The holidays sort of seem like the worst time to start a budget. The cost of everything ticks up, food, giving,'s hard to keep that shit in check.

Today, I'm going to share with you how I keep my Thanksgiving food costs under control.

We usually have about 12 people over for dinner. 8-9 adults and a few kids. I will admit, I don't have special dietary concerns to contend with. With the exception of 1 vegetarian (and I just make a small dish of stuffing without sausage for him and he eats the rest of the sides) I don't have to deal with Gluten Free, Wheat or Nut allergies or anything of that sort. Just a bunch of picky kids. So I do have a leg up there. I also get a free turkey from my day job every year. So that saves me about $10.00 off the top. But I will take into account that most of you do not have that luxury.

Tip #1 - When people offer to bring something, LET THEM. There is no Martha Stewart law that you must purchase, prepare and serve every side dis…

November 1st - The good, the bad and the painful

This time of year is always bittersweet for me. I love fall, have always adored Halloween, and generally happy dance when October shows up.

But eight years ago I lost my dad to lung cancer on November 1st, and autumn lost it's luster. I don't know if enough time could ever pass that I don't break down around this point in the calendar. I miss him so much, every day, but this day in particular is brutal.

My dad was my whole world. He supported me LONG past the time I should have been supporting myself. He was down low proud of my writing career. Telling his friends that his daughter wrote westerns. (I think he wanted to pick a genre he was sure they wouldn't ask to read, without having to share what I actually write.) Rather than being annoyed, I found it endearing. One of the million things that I think about and smile. He loved me so forcefully that I never once had to question it. And I loved him fiercely in return.

Then, one day, he was gone. It's still so painf…