Skinny Bits: February 12, 2018

I have no idea why anyone still reads this blog. At this point, it feels like I’m a grumpy old woman, barking at clouds. That said, if you’re still regularly clicking, reading, and sharing, thank you. Your presence is a present. A lot happened in sports last week. The Philadelphia Eagles vanquished the Evil Empire. … [Read more…]

“Good Girl”

In a conversation with a newlywed friend, he mentioned being received differently as a married man. “How so?” I asked. “Older people especially…have a sense of pride and visibly show how proud they are.” He didn’t tell me anything I didn’t know. The observation stung nonetheless. “As a single person, I find that disheartening,” I … [Read more…]


I don’t know when I stopped desiring touch. There were times, before, with boys. We were in close enough proximity, a few hours post- or pre-sex. The non-touching was odd, though indicative of those relationships. They weren’t feely affairs. Still, I recall the occasional draftiness of intense physical attraction without non-sexual touch. It’s evidence I … [Read more…]


Mid-downward facing dog, I peer up at the Google Fit app. I am twelve minutes into what I guess will be a 25-minute yoga practice. When completed, I’ll have four “checked” days in a row, meaning I logged at least 15 minutes of physical activity for four consecutive days. I will screenshot the accomplishment and … [Read more…]