Luna

Luna is back, my friends. She’s been back with me for a couple weeks now, and I’m still recovering from missing her.

Cars keep coming up at work and when I refer to my car as “she,” I always feel the need to explain so that I don’t sound ridiculous. And of course, as you can probably guess, I end up sounding even more nuts. How do I explain to people who don’t really know me yet that I find it completely appropriate to name (and often talk to) cars? (more…)

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Thinspiration. Love your curves. Eat yourself skinny. You deserve an indulgence.

They’re everywhere—messages to women telling them what they should be or should do or should look like. Often perpetuated by other women.

There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be something better. I’m a big fan of being healthy, but staring at pictures of emaciated women? Not healthy, and certainly not practical.

On the flip side, I’m a big fan of loving yourself, of being comfortable in your own skin. But celebrating obesity isn’t healthy either. Love your curves, by all means, but don’t pretend your eating habits aren’t going to lead to diabetes or heart problems or joint problems. (more…)