Yeah, Maggie Why Don’t You Write a Post. That’s a Great Idea.

It is just one of those days. I don't want my readers to think that I'm always the effervescent, charming, witty, slim and beautiful woman portrayed in my blog posts. Because I'm not. I suck. I'm stupid and lazy and I didn't vacuum the bedroom and there is Mudd fur all over it. I'm tired. …

Do You Want Me to Cry?

I have been working on a post all week. One that I was initially really excited about and thought was very clever and now it is just an albatross I need to throw at all of you. And you are going to hopefully read it tomorrow and think, "Really, Maggie? Was it really that difficult? …

Menopause: the Pause That Can Be Used as a Defense for Murder

or at least manslaughter. Sorry Man Readers, you can feel free to skip this one if you want. When I was 22, I lived in Boston. My Mom came to visit and we drove up to Rouses Point, New York (her hometown) for my grandmother's birthday. Rouses Point is on Lake Champlain, sandwiched between Vermont …