I think it’s high time we white women find our voice and speak up. We don’t get involved nearly enough. And it’s been awhile since we made something all about us. So let’s talk about it. Because something has been weighing on my mind and I don’t think I’m overreacting when I say the Super Bowl Halftime show ruined my life.
I was asked to give a talk on Mother’s Day. Which may just be the most intimidating Sunday of all the Sundays. Luckily, we were asked to focus more on womanhood in an effort to avoid some of the pitfalls of traditional motherhood talks.
Of course, it is geared towards an LDS audience. But I thought I would share it nonetheless because it allowed me to put into words some thoughts I’ve been having on what it means to be women in this world, especially as a feminist in what could be considered a patriarchal faith.
Continue reading “Ruminations on Motherhood”
I am sure we have all heard of A Quiet Place at this point. The truth is I didn’t really like it. Not as much as everyone else seems to have. It was mostly an okay movie with a lot of gaping holes made even more wobbly by the blind praise it’s been given.
To be honest, parts of the movie didn’t sit well with me. But then other parts really stuck out. And maybe that disparity alone made the English major start flexing and I started to think about what I wanted the movie to be about — since people were insisting it was about something. So this is my reading of A Quiet Place as a feminist desperate to like A Quiet Place.
(Please note that SPOILERS WILL FOLLOW. You have been warned.)
As a nearly to-be-wed, there’s a lot to look forward to. But at the forefront is: no more singles wards, no more first dates. I’ve been lucky enough to not have a lot of bad first dates…mostly because I haven’t had a lot of first dates, period. But I did have one bad first date. Like epically bad. I blogged about it years ago, but its subject found out, threatened to sue, and forced me to take it down.