About a boy
It takes a certain kind of fortitude — a kind I know I lack — to be able to read about the murder of 15 year-old Lawrence King, and not stop in your tracks. In fact, I’ve been stopped in my tracks about it for over a week. For those
Milk drunk
And lovin’ every minute of it. Heaven knows I’d have liked to have stayed up to the wee hours lovingly rendering our first-ever mid-year meeting with our Preschool folks, but a modicum of good sense regarding my upper respiratory health, or rather current lack thereof, dictates that instead I actually
And we’re off!
Today the voting begins for the Best Lesbian Blog of the Year Award (after a thorough perusal of the finalists, you may vote here). I thought a right fine way to kick it off would be to provide my own (admittedly idiosyncratic, certainly under-informed) synopsis of the blogs on offer.