Bejewell on April 26th, 2017

Dear Ten-Year Old Child: TEN! Ten years! How did this happen? It seems like just last night I was sitting on our little gray IKEA couch, holding my little Bean in my arms, watching you sleep with your little newborn mouth wide open while Stargate SG-1 played on the TV in the dark living room. [...]

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Bejewell on November 16th, 2016

In 1996, Tupac got shot. The Unabomber was arrested. The number one song was the Macarena. Cuba Gooding, Jr., won an Oscar. Prince changed his name to a symbol. And the Big Bean and I got married. *** We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is [...]

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Bejewell on July 20th, 2015

Last week my silly little book was named the winner of the Discovery Prize in the Poetry category of the 2014 Book Awards from the Writers’ League of Texas. This was a total surprise, for lots of reasons. Here are just a few: I’d completely forgotten that I’d entered this contest. I’d completely forgotten that [...]

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Bejewell on December 9th, 2013

You drop your clothes onto the floor right next to the hamper And off you go, although you know I’m not a happy camper You bug me when you know I’m stressed and under the deadline gun You start projects ‘round the house and leave them halfway done You’re terrible at giving comfort when I’m [...]

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Bejewell on February 28th, 2013

This will come as a shock to no one, but sometimes I can be a little fucked in the head. Nothing too nut-tastic – I’m not sitting naked on my couch in a tin foil hat or screaming about Barack Obama’s birth certificate, or anything – but the typical depression stuff can grab me with [...]

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Bejewell on May 11th, 2012

Okay. So. This thing about the breastfeeding. There she is, y’all. The perfect mom. She’s skinny and pretty and her boobs are still perky even, somehow, with a three-year-old kid attached to one. Yep, there she stands – all “HELL YEAH THAT’S MY BOOB, BITCHES” – provocative, defiant, blah blah, while Internet moms falling squarely [...]

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Bejewell on March 7th, 2011

This is my friend Jen. Jen is one of my very best friends and has been, on and off, since we were seven. We’ve had big bumps in the road, drifted apart, found each other again and repaired the damage more than once.  The biggest fight I’ve ever had with anyone in public was with [...]

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Bejewell on November 22nd, 2010

So, this post is going to be about three things.  All related in one way or another. What the fuck I’ve been doing Groupon’s Plan to Destroy My Life, one major discount at a time Pictures of me in my underwear Feel free to skip unimportant sections at your leisure. ***** 1. What the fuck [...]

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Bejewell on June 1st, 2010

Okay.  I’m going to tell y’all a little secret. Sometimes I just HATE this fucking blog. And other times — maybe worse — I just don’t give a shit. I’ve gone five days now without taking even one tiny peek at my blog stats/traffic, and if you lived with me you would know what a [...]

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I don’t like to touch matters of religion or politics on this blog too often, mostly because I’m very comfortable with my own feelings on those subjects and don’t feel any particular need to share them with anyone else, but also partly because lately, when it comes to religion and politics, everyone’s an asshole.  I [...]

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