Writing the good read
Mean Lady has needed some help with Mean Baby while Mr. Mean Lady is out of town on business for a few weeks. It’s been a gas for me since I’m stuck in the middle of parenting a teenage mutant on the verge of getting a driver’s license. It also helps that she’s a girl,…
Note: This blog post is adapted from one I wrote for my trainer, Ja’Warren Hooker, a former Olympic sprinter who enjoys making me sweat. I don’t love exercise. Growing up, my friends and I referred to it as “The E Word”. I like the way I feel afterwards, but the whole process of being sore…
I almost always talk about the Mean Lady with my tongue firmly in cheek. She is, indeed, rather cruel as a Pilates instructor. However, she’s pretty nice when she’s not asking me to do the 100s but really making me do the 200s, or telling me I’ve only done 15 reps of something when I…
The Mean Lady doesn’t just torture my body and recommend which brand of condoms a newly single lady should use. She’s multi-talented and for a year has been on me to try this great recipe for watermelon gazpacho from the pages of Bon Appetit. So the other day, I had Mia come over to teach…
If my life is a movie, I get that I’m the star, and the director and producer, but I’m pretty darn sure at this point that someone else wrote the script. Because this is not where I’m supposed to be, in an personal care aisle in a superstore looking at 18 shelf feet of choices…
My Pilates instructor, known in these parts as The Mean Lady, is pregnant with her first child. It’s hard to watch her and not be brought back to my own pregnancy 15 years ago, to the excitement, the wonder, and also the fear, the nausea, and the panicked realization that I was no longer driving…