One of those “I’m turning into my mother” moments

When I was a sociology student and studied the concept of the unpaid “second shift”–ie, all the tasks of the typical employed wife/mother, which averages out to about 8 hours of additional work or another complete work day immediately following her paid work day–one of the mentioned responsibilities that stood out to me was “maintaining social/familial … Continue reading →

Great, it’s snowing in my fridge again.

The last time this happened, a block of ice accumulated on the top of my 2.5 foot-tall refrigerator (by the way, why the hell can I not spell “refrigerator” correctly without looking it up? Apparently because “fridge” is spelled with a “d” and “refrigerator” is not, that’s why). One day I opened my little Japanese … Continue reading →