I wrote this on 10/27/18. As the news was rolling in that many people had been shot in a Pittsburgh Synagogue, I silently wept while trying to maintain some semblance of happiness at my son’s final soccer game of the year. Here is what I wrote. Today, families were ripped apart by gunfire and rage & the President of the United States of America applauded the devastation. Today, I openly sobbed in front of my 8 year old son because I am so ripped apart about the hate being sow
I am opposed to the legalization of marijuana.
I have been having this argument for years.
This is not my first rodeo. You might think it is because I have watched addiction rip out the hearts of the three children I am helping to raise. Perhaps it is because you assume this Utah girl is a prude when it comes to drugs. Maybe it is the increase in ER visits in Colorado because kiddos ate brownies and cookies their parents accidentally left in their reach. Potentially you thi
12/12/17 was a historic day in Portland, Oregon. I got to meet one of my heroes Hillary Clinton…again. I met her 10 years ago during her first run for President and a few times since, but this time I got to talk to her and it was AWESOME! These are the top 10 things I learned from Hillary on Tuesday night: There is too much at stake for ANY of us to sit on the sidelines The only way we will get sexism out of politics is to get more women into politics You can’t win if you don
The events in Charlottesville, VA 10 days ago smacked me in the face and left me paralyzed. White supremacy is is NOT OK. It makes me feel gaggy in my throat with anger. It makes me damn mad. I know I am not alone in that feeling. I know that there are more of us than them. I also know that I am not surprised about what happened in Charlottesville. I see my privilege.
I am white…I am middle-upper class…I am married…I am educated.
People assume that makes me like them when w
I have been sitting on this blog since January. I was trying to figure out how to get it just right. I was afraid of pissing someone off. And then I was like screw it, this video made me FEEL and I am going to talk about it! By FEEL I mean I screamed and cried the first time. The second time I was like HOLY CRAPOLA did she just do that? I have since then watched this video at least twice daily. I wake up singing this song. I have friends who loathe this song. “It is not my fa
This blog has been burning in my brain for months and months and months. It has been sitting in here since the tragedy in Ferguson when I was forced as a white woman with a whole lot of privilege to challenge my own personal racism. It has been sitting here because every day there is another death, another act of domestic terrorism, another story of racism and insanity. I kept waiting for it to stop. It hasn’t. It was as if I woke up one morning and slapped my own self in th