Today I have a new piece hosted over at Annie’s engaging blog PhD in Parenting: Christmas: a time for cookies, carols, cookies, and conflicting ideals, on how The (atheist) Man and (Wiccan) I attempt to deal with the pervasiveness of both secular and religious Christmas, in which I (over?)extend a cookie metaphor:
Cookies are the perfect [...]
In replying to some comments on my last post, There are no solutions in the status quo, I was thinking that while heady and intellectual is good sometimes, so too are concrete examples. So here is what I would want changed to be supported by society, and what things did go/are going well:
When the Boychick [...]
My parents are in town (WOOHOO!), there’s all sorts of cooking to be done (let’s not even talk about the cleaning), and, as always, my mind is full with far more posts than there is ever time to write.
So I’m giving myself a break.
Who knows if I’ll actually take it? Last time? Not so much. [...]
So, for some reason, some o’y’all seem to like my writing. Or what I have to say. Or something about this blogging thing I do, anyway. (Don’t ask me why, I dunno either; I’m still trying to figure it out.)
And, this blog, for some reason, is getting a teeny, tiny bit Out There. Which is, [...]
I recently ran across a piece of child-hate (no, I’m not telling you where) that said, in part, “Sure, I think children are people, but their parents need to make sure they act like it in public! People in restaurants don’t crawl on the floor or dance between the tables!” Really? Because I’m pretty sure [...]
I was in one of those sort of surreal conversations the other day, where someone was telling me that, now that he’s two, the Boychick really should spend some time away from The Man and me, so he can “develop independence”.
I tried to stutter a defense about how he has a lot of independence already, [...]
Just for posterity, I thought I’d post the recipe for the Boychick’s birthday carrot cake. I never manage to make quite the same cake twice (I always seem to forget which starting recipe I use), but I always make similar alterations, and according to some rather discriminating tasters, it always turns out well. [...]
I am not one of those feminists who think women must be engaged in paid employment to be fulfilled.
I am not one of those feminists who thinks a woman’s highest calling and only pursuit necessary for fulfillment is mothering.
I do not believe in gender essentialism; I do not believe formula freed women.
I am not a [...]