
Slow clap for Canada (and gender equity)
I dropped the F-bomb in class this week. No, not the one that autocorrect turns into ‘duck,’ but ‘feminism.’ I started the …
I dropped the F-bomb in class this week. No, not the one that autocorrect turns into ‘duck,’ but ‘feminism.’ I started the …
We set out in a new direction every week. Winding around campus. Meandering through quaint downtown streets. Attempting, for a minute anyway, to ford Big …
“Tell me something good,” I said, curled up next to Mr. T on the couch after dinner last week. “Cold Stone,” he replied. …
Looking back, 2009 was one of the most auspicious years of my life. I finished a thesis, earned a Master’s degree, got engaged, launched a …
I envisioned waking up after an extra hour of sleep, shaking off my small Halloween-candy hangover and penning my first National Blog …
Seems like just yesterday that I typed my Maiden Voyage post, launching the Blue Muse on August 3, 2009 as a mechanism to …
Feeling grateful for all the mothering I’ve received from so many wonderful women over the years. Extra glad I got to celebrate …
“Time is that elusive quality of nature which keeps events from happening all at once. Lately, it doesn’t seem to be working.” …
I was rinsing shampoo when Mr. T came into the bathroom, looking pleased as punch. I glanced at him and he pointed …
The first time I walked past, I was sure I’d misread the title. The hallway filled with between class bodies, and I …