Well, yesterday was blog for choice day and I missed it. But by the power of twitter, and thanks to blue milk, I’ve managed to get my act together in time for today. I have a confession, which is that I haven’t always been pro-choice. To be fair, I was raised as an evangelical Christian and my…

In part one of We Are All Alloparents, I talked about how difficult it can be to get through the day even as a TAB mother of one without the help of alloparents. I’m very much of the opinion that alloparenting is one of many ways to stick two fingers up at the kyriarchy, and probably a feminist act…

I was born to a father who chose not to stay, his departure the resounding chorus of my young life… Why not? Why? The lesson I learned from him was this: we can’t wish someone into being who we need them to be. At fourteen, I was gifted with a stepfather who made a different choice. The one who…

As a writer, I face rejection on a daily basis. People love or hate my work — or worse, they’re indifferent to it. Agents say no, publishers say no, magazine editors say no. What that’s done for me is thicken my skin. (Not thicken my rear end, although some would beg to differ.) My point? Sticks and…

I’m cleaning again today. For the 8,734th time (roughly) in the past three months, I’m cleaning. I’m scrubbing my floor on my hands and knees, I’m vacuuming dog hair, I’m making my toilets sparkle, I’m eradicating any random boy-pee spray from the base of the potty. I’m fluffing pillows,…

Contact lenses. Don’t leave home without it. I had recently been invited over by a friend, a music enthusiast, to his newly-furnished apartment. As I was admiring his zen-inspired living slash music room, a curious piece of art hanging by his guitars and other music stuffs caught my fancy. Without…

I love to play drums, they even bought a small drum set for me but of course the sound is very different from a real drum set. I saw a beat box in a local mall here in our place and it’s pretty expensive. My dad told me that we can make our own and it will be the best cajon ever made. I guess I am…

My birthday was two weeks ago and I did not receive any gift from my parents. It's alright and I am not expecting for a big gift since I can get anything I want. My cousin Svetlana just got her new bicycle after getting sick for a week. It's her prize for drinking all the medicines prescribed to…