Angst Girl

I just read a great list of rules for life over at Mrs. Chili’s place that I really like. Things like that, however, always leave me with a mixed bag of feelings. Of course it’s inspiring and makes me want to be a better person, but it also makes me feel stupid and regretful for not [...]

When I was just a wee lassie my parents kept our cookie jar  (yes, we actually had a cookie jar… do people still use those?) filled with Oreos. If we wanted something sweet we could choose between Oreos and Little Debbie Snacks (Nutty Bars or Swiss Cake Rolls). I always wished my mom would buy the [...]

In high school I, like most people, had a few crushes. I recall many hours spent in class gazing adoringly on the objects of my affection. Generally these imaginary love affairs were lavished on the funny and talented boys in choir or play practice. At the time I was attracted to the artsy, sensitive type [...]

Thank heaven for mothers.
 
I have puppy class with my darling Daisy every Monday evening to help her learn some manners (although I suspect she thinks it is a time set aside for HER to train ME). I had to stop at the pet store to pick up a martingale collar before class last Monday so [...]

I think there is some grave misunderstanding about me in the universe somewhere. Or else I am vastly underestimating my coolness, but that’s doubtful. Almost every day my mailbox delivers at least one new catalog from a company I’ve never heard of before. And, invariably, these catalogs contain items for people who are much more [...]

I saw the clip online of a group of girls beating on another girl. Supposedly the attack was sparked by remarks that the victim posted on her My Space page and the girls planned to post the video of the beating online in retaliation. Ok, sounds like teenage mentality and, sadly, I’m not too shocked anymore [...]

It’s so difficult to watch our babies grow up. When they first come into our lives we choose to pretend that they will remain our babies forever and sometimes forget to cherish those early days. But soon enough we cannot deny the passage of time; it seems we wake up one day and all traces of babyhood have [...]