I. Need. A. Drink. I realize that nobody ever technically needs a drink, but I plan to make an exception in my own case. The irony is that I cannot have a drink because I’m in the midst of some freak intestinal issue (TMI, fuck off) that does nothing but make me wince and cry (in my Virgo way of not crying) when I move. Life is beautiful in Melialand this week. Gaah. So, I didn’t have a chance to blog about my weekend, but it was nice and quiet. Some shopping, some Rock Band and a birthday...
Source: U.S. Dept. of State The Declaration of Sentiments and Resolutions was drafted by Elizabeth Cady Stanton for the women’s rights convention at Seneca Falls, New York in 1848. Based on the American Declaration of Independence, the Sentiments demanded equality with men before the law, in education and employment. Here, too, was the first pronouncement demanding that women be given the right to vote. Sentiments When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one portion...
It started out like any other trip to the book store. I packed up my daughters, promised them each a book, and we headed out to the “big” book store I wrongfully love called B&N. Why wrongfully? I’m pretty sure there’s a boycott attached to the store somewhere, something I once supported, and probably still do. And, while I paused for a moment to reflect upon exactly why I wasn’t supposed to go to B&N, I needed two more books for school and the book store that’s...
Mary Daly, 1928 to 2010 By Linda Barufaldi The leading feminist philosopher and theorist died January 3. Here, her friend and former student explains the extraordinary reach of Mary Daly’s fierce intelligence and strong will. January 11, 2010 In the seventies some of Mary Daly’s graduate students began calling her Doctors Daly because she had three doctorates, one from Notre Dame, and two, in theology and in philosophy, from the University of Fribourg in Switzerland. At the uber-catholic and...
About a month or so ago, someone on Etsy told me that my Vulva Skirt was being shown on the Regretsy FaceBook page. I verified its existence there, laughed at some comments, and went about my merry way, feeling a little bit more Internet famous than usual. A few days later, I was mulling over a tweet about me blogging about vaginal cack gifts when I came across My Vulva on Another Site! So, if you think about it, that’s two fairly trendy sites that are displaying my vulvawear. Two sites that...
