Shit on a Shingle And Other Life Moments
I have a lot going on right now. There’s the book, Naked (In Italy), a dog, a baby, writing jobs, and sometimes I have to sort of clean my house. Sort of. So much shit. Literally, with a dog and a baby my life is mostly covered in some form of doody...please help). Trying to…
Continue reading ➞ I’m Probably Making A Huge Mistake
NAKED (In Italy) will be released soon! Pre-orders will be available soon! I'll keep you updated. Tell your fam, tell your sister-wives, tell your poker buddies and book club to grab a copy to keep me stocked in wine for all of the upcoming readings (if you've ever been to one of mine in the…
Continue reading ➞ Naked (In Italy): A Memoir About the Pitfalls of La Dolce Vita
Yesterday I came home from a little trip to a nearby cafe to find my dog, caked in shit. Human shit. Specifically toddler shit from a diaper he’d dragged out of the bathroom trash where my nanny had stuck her two-year-old’s diaper for reasons I have yet to understand and she’s lucky I love her…
This Sunday my baby will be twelve weeks old. Which sounds like 3 months to me but is not 3 months because like everything related to children their age is a fucking clusterfuck to figure out.
It's been a wild ride. After we brought him home from the hospital I cried a lot, had a massive anxiety attack, and spent hours wondering why someone would let me leave with a breakable human being. Who decided we were fit to do this?
On January 5th, Francesco and I had dinner at a favorite restaurant of ours, one of those "southern style" places that serve the kind of comfort food that you crave when you're sad and delivers you one meal closer to a heart attack. Francesco was gnawing on fried chicken, I sliced away at fried green…
Continue reading ➞ My Birth Story: My Vagina is Just Fine, Thanks
When we first found out we were pregnant, we decided not to tell anyone the sex of the baby for a while. Why? A whole kaleidoscope of reasons but basically I didn't want to listen to anyone tell me who my kid would be based entirely on their sex. One of the first questions people…
