Who’s Sexier, Robin Thicke or Louis CK? Part 2
Damn Miley. Her twerking at the VMA show has totally hijacked where I was going with this blog post. But now I have to address it.
Damn Miley. Her twerking at the VMA show has totally hijacked where I was going with this blog post. But now I have to address it.
Unless you gave up TV and internet last New Year’s Day, I know what you’re probably thinking: Duh, this is a no-brainer. But let me explain why it’s a question worth considering.
The article about naked vegan cooking was short and a little cheesy, but informative enough, I thought. Until I noticed something more sinister eyeing me from between the baba ghanouj and sweet corn fritters…
Licking the Spoon is the title of my book in progress about food, sex and relationship. It’s also my metaphor for living life with gusto…
In Part 1 of this post, I talked about how volunteering led to my career in sex education and then formal education in PUBLIC (not pubic) health (although I’m pretty knowledgeable about pubic health as well.)
I sometimes joke that I got into sex education through the back door. No, not that back door, silly…
My grandmother was typically a pretty poor cook. But then she’d knock out a Thanksgiving feast of such perfection that it might have gotten the European invaders to agree not to rip off the Natives. (No, I mean REALLY agree. And keep it.) WTF??? My mom, on the other hand, was usually a great cook. Not so much in the lean years. […]
So far, this blog is chronicling how I came to be interested in the topics of food, sex, love, relationship, health and nature – enough to link them in my book in progress, Licking the Spoon. My first food was breast milk, the best food for an infant, only I don’t remember it. What I do remember was the sexy […]
“Besides writing, favorite activities include reading an amazing book that I immediately want to start over; shaking my a** with my friends or my man in a funky R&B club; laughing till I can’t stop; kissing till I don’t want to stop; morning coffee; happy hour martinis; evening bubble baths; falling asleep by a campfire to the sounds of owls and coyotes; and appreciating nature’s bounty. Among other things.” READ MORE