The Fear of Fat

Nearly everyone will tell us that fat is bad. From highly trained medical professionals to friends and relatives, we hear accusations and intimations of laziness, gluttony, poor health, and irresponsibility. Fat is an… Read More →

A Letter to my Daughter on her Third Birthday

Dear, sweet, tenacious, powerful, funny, smart, beautiful daughter, I’ve avoided writing this because I fear the myriad emotions that will accompany it. I worry that I am unable to bear the weight of… Read More →

It’s Three Days Until Christmas and I’m not Mental Yet

I am grateful. This time last year I was all kinds of crazy. Not the cute crazy that actually means frazzled-but-functional and Oh-Em-Gee I’m, like, SUPER BUSY crazy… I mean time for an… Read More →

I’m Going to Attempt Something No One has Done Before

I’m eating salt and vinegar chips for breakfast. The first half of the bag tasted amazing and carefree and reckless in a bad girl kind of way. The second half tastes like bloat… Read More →

Just go.

It’s the last day of Movember, and in classic Sara fashion, I’m getting this in at the very last possible minute. I won’t bother you with a long post. Day 30 of Movember… Read More →

It’s Been One of Those [insert time frame] and Our Friends Kept Us Alive

I haven’t died/run away/gone blind. I’m just tired, and unmotivated, and trying to fight of The Big Dark while the real dark of winter creeps in. I’m not alone, so it seems. Lots… Read More →

Bloggers for Movember – Official Kickoff!

Bloggers for Movember – Official Kickoff!. I reblogged this, then erased it because my brain stopped working for some reason. So here it is again. Movember. Moustaches. Prostates. Mental Health. Rectal exams. What’s… Read More →

I’m Going to Die

Some people call me a space cadet Some call me an angster in life. Some people call me Mama (whooooo whiiiiir). And they’re all right. Currently, I’m a raging hypochondriac. By currently, I mean… Read More →

Is the Cure Worse than the Crazies?

I am so damned tired of being on drugs. To be clear, I’m talking about FDA approved psychopharmaceuticals, not recreational drugs (makes them sound like something one takes to the cottage on vacation).… Read More →