Category Archives: Identity
When I was in sixth grade, my social studies teacher told our class that Mormon men could have more than one wife. I was twelve years old and the only Mormon in my class, in my whole grade even, and … Continue reading
Early But Not That Early
It’s 7:30 a.m. on a Thursday and I am in bed, sandwiched between two noisy sleepers. It feels absurdly early, even though it’s not really early at all, because we didn’t go to bed until close to 2:00 a.m. and … Continue reading
A Number
Today, a good friend, a friend of the heart whom I’ve known for years and whom I see at least once a week at work, but whom I wish I saw more outside of work, because she’s the best, asked … Continue reading
The Things We Carry
I love seeing people carry with them the things they love. A kid with a basketball, roaming the neighborhood or dribbling down the lakefront trail. A girl on the train with a guitar packed into a soft case and strapped … Continue reading
Why I Write About Mormonism
I want to clear something up. You’ve probably noticed I write about my religion a lot. If you’re Mormon, you probably get why I do this. But if you’re not Mormon, well, I don’t know what you think. But I … Continue reading
On Food And Not Eating It
This is the post where I talk about body image. This is the post I very nearly deleted after typing most of it up months ago because I think it is (1) way too personal and (2) kind of irrelevant. By … Continue reading
Vanity
When my dad graduated from law school a little over a decade ago (a four-year effort during which he worked full-time and raised five kids), he didn’t start practicing right away. Instead he took the family out for a more … Continue reading
Fashion Versus Style
I’ve written before about the kind of blogger I am not*, and fashion blogger was definitely on that list. But, as I mentioned yesterday, I’m running low on content, and it feels like it’s time to abandon my preconceived notions … Continue reading
Why Marriage Turned Me Into An Angry Feminist
I started this blog with a post called On Feminism. I wrote about how I never really thought about feminism or women’s issues, but how I suddenly felt compelled to talk about both of these things and had no one … Continue reading
My Mormon Reeducation/A Third Way
In the past year, I’ve used this blog as a place to express my frustration with my religion, to criticize other members for behaving badly, and, more or less, to jump around and yell, “Hey! I’m different!” I’ve been quiet … Continue reading
Bending the Rules 