How is that possible? Weren’t these images taken during a freakin’ Pandemic? Shouldn’t I have felt despair and pain as I reviewed the year?
Just as I settled in- Ms. Big Mouth began spurting her RV repair nightmares like wet burbs from a baby.
Hi, Girlfriends. It began with sugar. Yes, the roots of racism in America can be traced to our human sweet…
My white-skinned fingers were paralyzed by the complexity of racism. I felt inadequate…or was it impotent? Or unworthy? Or embarrassed to know so little?
Hi, Girlfriends. I blame COVID-19 for our argument. I won’t embarrass myself by going into the details but let’s…
I used to think “flattening the curve” was a reference to losing weight around my belly.