What you can expect next

Happy Autumn, Lovelies. First, please accept my apologies for being away for a bit. As my 2-year-old nears 3-years-old, he has developed a laser focused desire to hang out with me and my undivided attention. Therefore, even when his sister is at pre-school, my usual time for writing is co-opted. Plus, we’re on a reluctant journey down…

My kids’ father, not my ex-husband.

  Today is the kids’ day with their dad. It feels strange to say that. I’m not sure how to refer to him at this stage of separation. Saying ‘my-husband’ suggests marital partnership, which has ended; but we are still married, so ‘my-ex’ doesn’t really apply either — also, it sounds contentious, which we’re not;…

Psst. Vegans, let’s heighten awareness, not tensions.

Yesterday, I came across this really great article called THE ULTIMATE ARGUMENTS AGAINST VEGANISM. It answers each of the circulating rationalizations people tend to make against choosing a vegan lifestyle. Both illogical arguments and genuine misinformation are answered, one-by-one, with well thought-out and poised responses.  It’s a fantastic tool for any ethical vegan who finds him…

What the spider taught me about Divorce

  I can’t quite resist the call to feel deeply sorry for elderly men who sit with both feet planted flat on the ground and their hands on their knees. Apparently, that specific posture is the universal sign for melancholy, and so it triggers in me intense feelings of sorrow. I may even get tearful…

“She has no head because she’s lost.”

Last week, my daughter’s preschool teacher (whom I adore) pulled me aside to tell me that my daughter had been a little uncooperative during classwork time that week. She tells me things like that, not because my girl is disruptive, but because I have informed the teachers that our family is going through some changes….

Telling my 4-year-old.

Here we are, about 6 months into our separation: that time cushioning the space between today and the point of impact. The end of the marriage was sudden, meaning that it happened in one day, with little to no warning. If I was completely blindsided by it, I had to protect my children from the shock….

Want to save the planet? Be vegan.

I passed, yet another, water main break in Los Angeles. It always hurts my soul when I see these because it means that thousands of gallons of precious, clean water are wasted. As The LA Times reports: About one-fifth of the city’s water pipes were installed before 1931 and nearly all will reach the end…

It’s not just the lizard.

So, I found this sneaky guy in my bedroom this week. He was big. He was fast. He was in the wrong place. I had to find a way to get him out the door without scaring him further inside, and without alerting the kids that there was something cool and slithery in their house. I…

Honey, You’re Vegan to That: a thought about raising vegan kids.

  When I broke the news to my friends and family, “Mom, Dad, loved ones — I’m…vegan,” there was palpable worry across the board. Yes, there was a little “What about your protein?” or “Can you still have chicken broth?” But I think the bigger concern was over how many pamphlets and videos I would have on demand…

An Open Letter to the Well-Intended

This new stage of my life calls on all the warm bodies in my tribe to circle up and face out. I never married with the hopes of it failing. But it did. And, finally, that’s ok. Sometimes things just don’t work out they way we planned. I have worked (will work) hard to find…