This is a guest post in a series on feminism and relationships. If you’d like to submit a guest post for this series, see the guidelines here and submit your post to samsanator(at)gmail(dot)com. Ms. Wizzle founded her blog, feminsthemes.com just… Read more ›
Yesterday, Emily from Gender Across Borders graciously allowed me to cross post her article about changing her name for my series about feminism and relationships. You all, gentle readers, were very nice in the comments over here. Emily wasn’t so… Read more ›
Tim and I moved in together on July 1. And we have been fighting ever since. Don’t get me wrong; we haven’t been fighting 24/7. Not at all. No, it’s more of the silent tension every time I have to… Read more ›
This is a guest post in a series on feminism and relationships. If you’d like to submit a guest post for this series, see the guidelines here and submit your post to samsanator(at)gmail(dot)com. Emily Heroy lives in Chicago, her home town.… Read more ›
You know, I’ve been writing a lot about feminism and relationships on here lately. Maybe because I’m getting married in less than 3 months? I don’t know, just a guess… But whatever the reason, I think it’s a really important… Read more ›
“Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you’re wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn’t love you anymore.” – Lady… Read more ›
And I thought this sort of stuff only happened in movies… …or maybe it does happen in movies and I’m now socialized to believe it should happen to me, too, and that’s why it happens. Chicken or the egg, eh?… Read more ›
Ahh, the “marital budget.” Even when you’re young and poor and have few financial assets, merging finances – or deciding how not to merge finances – can be tough. Tim and I are relatively young, not all that poor, have… Read more ›
This post at Feminist Majority Foundation’s Choices Campus blog has got me riled up. It was this type of bride-bashing that strongly contributed to my break from the feminist blogging community, and has definitely been at the root of my… Read more ›
Ok. I need to do some venting about the bridal industry. You may have noticed that I haven’t blogged about wedding plans in quite some time. This is because I have the good fortune to be very organized and relatively… Read more ›
I’ve been doing a lot of research into the world of feminist blogs to find out what my fellow feminists have to say about marriage. Tim (the fiancé) thinks this is because I feel the need to justify my decisions… Read more ›
In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been on hiatus for a few days. You know you missed me; you can just admit it. 
For those of you who don’t follow me on Twitter or other social networking sites, you… Read more ›
Over at my personal blog, the last time the previous post was posted, I received this comment from a good friend, Chels: “If a woman is married, she has obviously taken the necessary steps in order to be a suitable… Read more ›
In a previous post, I discussed girl politics as the relate to Coach Tim’s volleyball team. Today, I’d like to take that a little further and discuss woman politics. This sort of thing doesn’t always stop just because you grow… Read more ›
This is a section from my Diversity paper (intro here) about what it means to be a “good woman” or a “good wife” and why a few women seemed to feel the need to coach me toward their idea of… Read more ›
This is a section from my Diversity paper (intro here) about what it means to be a “good woman” or a “good wife” and why a few women seemed to feel the need to coach me toward their idea of… Read more ›
What follows is the introduction to my paper for this class. It is what is called a “quest paper,” meaning my thesis is a question that will be answered by using specific examples from our readings in class, as well… Read more ›
Let’s start with a story and a few questions. All comments welcome. My first teaching job was in a very small town. I was far away from my friends and family, living by myself, and feeling as if I didn’t… Read more ›