The implausible has happened: he put a ring on it! (Thank you, Beyonce, for familiarizing a fun way to say “I’m engaged.”) After the squeals of delight, the examination of the rock, and the questions about the proposal, inevitably people want to know how we met. Well, it was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly I had a blowout on my rear tire. As I crouched with a lug nut pretending I knew what I was doing, scared and alone, a … Read more →

When it comes to relationships, I’ve always played by the rules. Be faithful; never touch someone who has been a husband/boyfriend/fling/f*ck-buddy of anyone within my social circle; and stay away from men who are already committed to someone else. Yet this ‘Good Girls Guide to Guys’ failed me recently when I met someone who pursued me despite his girlfriend’s presence in the next room. I had a choice: out of respect for the woman I’d met minutes earlier, I could shake … Read more →

Those of you who read my last SoLa blog will be familiar with the following disclaimer: I’m not a “You ARE the father!” Maury-Povich-esque baby breeder. As the title implies, I do have more than one baby daddy; I’m 29, with two children from two men (who I support on my own and without assistance from their fathers or the government). Just sayin’. I became pregnant with my second child when I was 24-years-old. Time has not diminished the memory of … Read more →

Disclaimer: I’m not a “You ARE the father!” Maury-Povich-esque baby breeder. As the title implies, I do have more than one baby daddy; I’m 29, with two children from two men (who I support on my own and without assistance from their fathers or the government). Just sayin’. I first became pregnant when I was just 17 years old, going through a “wild child” phase. Luckily, young motherhood was the wakeup call I needed to get my life on track. … Read more →