Wonder Women Posts

  • My Echo, My Shadow, and Me

    Who is she? A slim Italian peasant, pinning her thick black braid off her neck before heading out into the summer heat to sell fruit from woven baskets, or to pick olives, or…

  • Just Call Me Wild Thang

    This is an easy one. I’d stay in bed until Frog woke up, which is usually around 8. I’d change his diaper, wash his neck and face with a baby washcloth, and carry…

  • Help, My Inner Rebel is in a Coma

    At different times in my life, I have been: o A hippy who bought all of my flowy natural-colored clothes at thrift stores and cut my own hair, and carried everything in a…

  • The Martyr

    I don’t have much time to write this post. It’s 4:30, and I’ll be leaving work today on time, at 5, so I’ve only got half an hour to dash this off and…