you paid for this: ahh, real finance monsters

Here's what else has me completely booked, meaning everything occupying my time that isn't reading or listening to books.

I hate to think of hurting anyone's feelings, the people who struggle with infertility, who want nothing more than to parent, or more specifically, to be a mom.

I asked for ibuprofen at the gynecologist the other day, and the medical assistant paused and then told me she'd either be back with some or the doc herself would give me some.

Spring has sprung, and here's what Jess Tholmer read in March.