Having my daughter go through Catholic education has been helping to educate me too. I wasn’t raised Catholic, so there are huge gaps in my knowledge of saints, for example. Last week, my daughter was told the story of Saint Teresa de Ávila in Sunday school, and we had a conversation about St. Teresa’s vision […]
My column here at A Kink in the Curves is all about body image, the occasional fashion tip (like: what should I wear to my next kinky play party), and beauty products. In this month’s article, I’m going to tackle two aspects of the changing season that trip me up every year: less light and […]
I resisted the Sacrament of Penance (confession) for most of my Catholic life, mainly because I didn’t understand it. If my sins had fallen into the category of “I took the Lord’s name in vain” I might not have fought against it so hard. But the mere idea of telling a fellow human being that […]
This year I dreaded my birthday. I spent months agonizing about it. At the end of May I turned forty—the big 4-0. Although I knew it was approaching (I had thirty-nine years of anticipation) I wouldn’t let myself ponder its significance. I shoved it into the background of the vision of my future, reducing it […]
My ex-husband and I stood awkwardly together on the front porch making small talk when he came to pick up our daughter. “I’m going to pursue an annulment,” he said, apropos of nothing. “I hope you cooperate.” I stammered out an affirmative reply as my stomach lurched, and as soon as I was back in […]
I’m considering a new Dominant these days, and he’s a fan of rope bondage. He’s converting me into a rope bunny, one body harness at a time. He has several bundles of rope dedicated specifically to use with me, and he’ll tell me in advance about the knots he’s studying. When we finally meet, we’re […]
I have always tinkered with my hair style and color. My very first haircut was at my mother’s hands and was a chin-length bob. As soon I was old enough to form an opinion, I stubbornly refused another haircut until my father offered to buy the biggest, plushest unicorn in the toy store if I’d […]
Lent means two different things to me. On one hand, the onset of Lent means Bible study and prayer. It reminds me of the forty days before I converted to Catholicism, a time of deep introspection and learning. I was part of a small class at a church in my hometown, and the priest who […]
I’m pale, y’all. Pale with the delicate skin of a hothouse orchid. OK, that’s an utter exaggeration except for the pale part. My skin is sensitive but in the dry skin, alligator kind of way. Not a pretty orchid way, because that would just be awesome and ethereal. No, I spend a couple hours out […]
Recently I volunteered at my daughter’s Catholic nursery school and spent the day helping children and teachers with the day’s activities. My favorite time was sitting in a circle, listening to a story about hibernating bears and singing songs. There was a song that said “good morning” to God, and they genuflected before and after […]