Tears for Fears

When I was a brand new nurse I ran into my preceptor in the nursing school. I’d never seen her not in scrubs before, but she was wearing a flowery little dress, and she was nervous about turning in a

Two Styrofoam Bowls, Two Yogurt Cups

Warning: This post is about my breasts. (While we schemed yesterday, I said to my mother, Can I write a blog post about this? My husband piped in: Kristen, your blog is public, you write about this titty project, you’re