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Category Archives: tales of an accidental feminist

apple and tree (or, awesome things my daughter and I said within an hour of each other)

Bassie, on why she can’t climb across a particularly precarious section of playground equipment: “I need more gravity”. (p.s. this is how I will hitherto forward refer to weight in any context, e.g. “I have so much more gravity after eating that entire French Silk Pie!” Me, to yosefblog, on why I have the right [...]

…and I’m the crazy one.

So I need to go to the bathroom at the Jewel. I walk down the little corridor to the bathroom door. I find the usual cart full of restocks in front of the bathroom door, as well as the sound of a fan coming from the bathroom. Hmm, I think, that may likely indicate that [...]

co-ed sleepover

I don’t think I’ve had one since Prom, but I had one Friday night. Or rather, it was called a “sleepover”, but really we all just hung out until 5:30 in the morning, then half of us passed out and the other half cleaned up and went home. Conclusion: Positives– Any sexual tension has already [...]

the yosefblog abides

The 45 second walk from your hall duty in the A building to your Department Coordinator’s office in the C Building is the longest 45 seconds of your life iff (that is spelled correctly, for those who don’t know elementary logic) you are greeted by said Coordinator with the words: “Your father is on the [...]

what not to watch

Evanston Athletic Club has, like any respectable athletic club, televisions mounted to the front of their cardio machines. Although their lack of a DVR that would allow me to watch my choice of programming is a serious design flaw, they do have cable, and I can usually find something to watch for 45 minutes. In [...]

a second in what appears to be a series of suburban mother rants

Um, okay. How do I explain this? When you make my latte without foam, and I get up the nerve to point this out to you, which is very out of character for me and I hate doing, but which my friend who works at Starbucks has encouraged me to to in order to provide [...]

certain notes on the use of reusable shopping bags

First of all, let it be known that I am not an active environmentalist. I don’t compost; I don’t go out of my way to recycle the glass that my landlord refuses to put in our regular recycling; I don’t take fast showers. But I am an environmental pragmatist. If aiding the environment is made [...]

“isn’t that something that old people get?”

A thirty year old woman should not approach a colonoscopy like one approaches a yearly teeth cleaning. Next thing you know, It’ll be all “Doesn’t everyone have an enlarged prostate?” and “Time for my monthly blood letting…”

happy birthday, dina.

My good friend recently wrote a very insightful post about bratz, and, shocked as I am to be disagreeing with her, I’m going to have to go out on a limb on this one and say that… those things are f-ing vile! Are they 21 year old hookers? 8 year old nymphets? 90 year old [...]

a cautionary tale…

…to those women who have cultivated the habit of taking food or drink from their husband’s plate/glass without asking first: It started as a normal interaction. I had put my antibiotic in my mouth, and didn’t want to walk to the kitchen to get a drink of water to swig it down with. Yosef had [...]