Woke

Summertime is my favorite. Every night, we sit on our back porch (which we can FINALLY enjoy without layers of coats and complicated zippered undergarments) passing a doobie back and forth, staring out at the view of our neighbor’s yard against a backdrop of low-slung mountains. And we congratulate ourselves on being so damned woke….

Instagram for Recovering Social Media Addicts

Yes, it’s true: after a months-long hiatus from Instagram, I am back. And I must say, it feels pretty good. Because this time, I’m doing it right. For me, that means: Not incessantly checking my phone for an updated “like” and “follow” status Posting honest-to-God content that is authentic and real, rather than mainly aimed…

Vagina Wars

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]I’ve been at war with my vagina for about three decades. It’s unfortunate, feeling this way about such a powerful, awe-inspiring organ – one around which I shape most of my identity. The truth is, I’m not that stoked to be a woman. A lot of the time, it’s a huge drag. At…

To the Next Generation: Don’t Make Work Your Calling

[sg_popup id=”1403″ event=”inherit”][/sg_popup]I grew up with two hard-working parents who weren’t totally happy with their jobs. In fact, a lot of the time, they were walking tumbleweeds of worry and frustration. This led me to the (quite logical) conclusion that MY job should ALWAYS be enjoyable – and that the only way to accomplish this…