These lists pop up everywhere and maybe it’s time to stop. Every time I see a father on Facebook talking about the kind of man he envisions for his daughter, or every time someone comments on a picture of a daughter with the caption “you better buy a shotgun” – I cringe. My father, as… More Rules For Dating My Father’s Daughter
When I was six, my grandfather moved in and out of the hospital. We watched Archie Bunker when he was home and he told me and my sister stories about Peter Brodie and Mary Anne. One time he let me try his hospital food, and it was gross. I always felt his love, which was much. He… More When I was six.
Explaining Jesus is never a problem for me, because it’s easy – Jesus is love. I love Love. Explaining religion, specifically Christianity, isn’t as easy. To me religion has always been rules, dress codes, and people being praised for closed eyes and raised hands. Writing this blog post has been increasingly difficult as I battle to… More Jesus and Religion and Love and the Ocean and Moving On.
My grandmother is 80, active on twitter and Facebook, and has been known to try and set me up with strangers online. Worried that her (yet young) granddaughter wouldn’t find love, Nanny Elly took the problem into her own hands. So, if you were a male on Facebook circa 2013 who looked like you might… More Looking for Love? Nanny can fix that.
A post written by Jenny and her sister Alyssa. They’re real life bffs and fake life sisters.… More Confessions of Two Dairy Bar Scoopers.
After telling him I didn’t want to have sex with him, he still asked me out for a second date. Out of loneliness (or complete stupidity) – I agreed. The second date was at a local pub. He was waiting – eating bar nuts, half way through a beer and wearing a Liberal party t-shirt.… More Tinder. A Saga Of Bad Dates.
To my future daughter. Or son. Or dog. You’re beautiful (to me anyway) and probably naïve (like me). I hope you have inherited my eyes and my quick wit, and hopefully you haven’t inherited my constant need for affirmation and Burger King. I made you a list of lessons, live by them. Hopefully I’ll be… More To my future daughter. Or son. Or dog(s).