I’m having a tantrum. A small tantrum. But, a tantrum nonetheless. If I could reasonably be on the floor kicking and screaming like a toddler without being fired, I would. Definitely. There would be black ballerina flats hitting the walls and highlighters flying across the room. I would be shri… Read full post »

It was during my third round of counseling at the domestic violence agency where I got the diagnoses. I had refused individual therapy for this whole round, preferring group, since it seemed to actually help. But, I was required to go in for a six month screening to see how my… Read full post »

The attainability of the American Dream seems to be a concept fading quickly into the background, or maybe it has just peaked. The baby boomers and the silent generation were, for the most part, able to grab firmly onto the concept and ride it toward their futures. Generation X were the… Read full post »

I have sexsomnia. You heard that right. Sexsomnia. Now, what does that mean exactly?

It means that in the midst of a good night’s sleep, I will do my own version of sleep walking, which involves everything from light groping to full on sex and everything in between. It’s a… Read full post »

We have become babysitters. Heinz, darling husband that he is, volunteered to watch a friend’s one year old this week. Last night was the first time and quite possibly the last time.  When he told me about this, I understood that he is trying to bring in a little extra money,… Read full post »

From: Ex-husband
To: Darla
Subject: Termination of Parental Rights

Today, I lost one of my favorite people in the world. He was truly what I would think of as a mentor and always knew just what to say to make things right. He was in his early fifties and passed away over night very unexpectedly. He is someone I thought… Read full post »

At the end of this calendar year, I will turn 30. I have suddenly been struck by this notion that I will no longer be able to brag that I have done this or that before I was even 30. So, I've decided to compile a list of those things that… Read full post »

It is kind of amazing – this idea that people pair up, hoping to be together for the rest of their lives. My mother used to always tell me that you should never date someone you aren’t thinking about marrying because it’s not like you marry someone you aren’t dating. I… Read full post »

This message was received in my Facebook inbox Friday morning:
Hi Darla. I don't know you, but Heinz is my daughters biological father. I would love to be friends. I have no ill will or secret motive, just think it would be nice to keep up with her half brothers!
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I am beyond appalled that there is even a need for me to write this post. But apparently there is. Recently when I wrote a post on the discrimination of plus size women in the work place and in hiring practices, I was shocked by the comments I received. They generally… Read full post »

I considered briefly this morning writing a post on pigtails. How much I love them and how they always put me in a better mood at all. But, after two sentences, it occurred to me – who cares? Really, no one wants to hear me bitch about how pigtails are not… Read full post »

I am a plus size chick. I have no issue with this. I don’t think about it much, as it doesn’t effect by day-to-day being. I’m happy with my curves and cushioned rear. But I never really thought about it affecting my career.

By nature, I am a snoop.… Read full post »

I was only three when I first told a boy that he didn’t know how to kiss… and that I was going to fix that. So, when I talk to you about kissing, please know that this comes from decades of long, hard experience. My first real kiss though was pretty… Read full post »

There are plenty of excellent reasons to have a threesome. They are fun. You get to expand your experiences, while maintaining your relationship with your partner. And, it can be a bonding experience with your partner. But, there are some red flags that should stop you in your tracks if they… Read full post »

When I sat down to write today, I immediately thought of crafting a post on raising feminist boys. As the mother of two young sons, I was going to give myself a hearty pat on the back for educating my children on the value of women in society and the lack… Read full post »

This weekend a friend of mine got married. As we reach the heights of our twenties, just about to slip down that slippery slope of our thirties, she was the very last to partner up. Going to the wedding was a unique experience. This was actually my very first. I had… Read full post »

We’ve started painting occasionally and doing other fun things, like playing with foam swords, rockets, kites and glow sticks. You know, the normal things families do to collapse in giggling happy heaps on the weekends. A few weeks back, on a Sunday, the family all piled into the car and headed… Read full post »

It’s hard for me to imagine being this girl. But I was. I still squint my eyes when I smile. I have the scar on my forehead that is covered by the thick bangs. That car, I had fallen asleep in the back of many times. I… Read full post »

Today, I am not going to complain. No bitching, no ranting, no raving. I will not scream out those two little words that are constantly on the tip of my tongue – “I QUIT!” I will not go over the details of the injustice and wallow in the ludicrous behavior of… Read full post »

Screaming was the only thing that helped. My parents would drive, my mother already crying, down into the back country road or on the new turnpike that was always abandoned late at night. I would look at them and ask, “Now?” They would patiently nod, and that’s when it would happen.… Read full post »

We waited in the Emergency Room at Parkland – the local free-for-all hospital, specializing in gun shot wounds – for 13 hours. In that time, I learned several important things. First, my old school cell phone could change the channels on the television, just by waving in it in the right… Read full post »

Several years back, after some severe professional burn out, I took a job working in the box office of an independent movie theater. The theater had a coffee bar and small restaurant and was two stories with a massive chandelier in the lobby. It was a great experience because I was… Read full post »