What "momversations" look like these days w/my mom-friends...
Hi, y'all! Did you have a good weekend? We did; yesterday we celebrated my oldest child's FIFTEENTH birthday!! Where does the time go?? Other news: I'm working on getting my Etsy shop up and running again after spending my mask-making time with it in Vacation Mode; I want to list my pendants and chainmaille bracelets. … Continue reading Mel’s Monday Musings: June 15, 2020
Hey there! How are you? Surviving Monday? It was almost unseasonably warm here today, at 45F! As nice as it was to walk outside without a coat, I won't mind when winter returns Wednesday night or so, and am hoping we get every bit of the snow they're predicting on Thursday and then some. I've … Continue reading Mel’s Monday Musings: February 24, 2020
"I ask no favor for my sex. All I ask of our brethren is that they take their feet off our necks." --Sarah Grimké, women's suffrage advocate and abolitionist (as quoted by Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg) This has been a rough week. The massive injustice carried out today (and throughout this disgustingly incomplete … Continue reading Your Foot is Still on My Neck
What happens to women if the Supreme Court swings to the far right?
Otherness. Long have I railed against the plague of Otherness pervading my country. If you are without food, I won't ask you who you voted for before sharing my sandwich. If you wreck your car outside my house, I'm not going to grill you on your religion or your legal status; I'm going to provide … Continue reading These Dark-Bright Days in America
An unhinged train conductor increases speed well past safety...
Dear 2017, As tempting as it was to leave this at, "Bye, bitch!"...I feel there is more that needs to be said, in fairness. Thank you, 2017, for showing me that what I thought were mortal wounds -- though they be grievous and still-unhealed -- weren't. Thank you for arranging it, somehow, such that even … Continue reading Dear 2017
I was going to write about this topic even before the despicable events of Charlottesville, VA. Now it feels even more timely and relevant. I freak out about spiders and jellyfish, but my greatest fear has nothing to do with creepy-crawlies or stinging sea critters. I call it "Born-raised-lived-died." Born-raised-lived-died is the unfortunate tendency, easily … Continue reading Born-Raised-Lived-Died: My Greatest Fear