According to Trish

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  • Doh!

    Sorry readers!  That last post wasn’t a post. In my post-Blogher catchup frenzy (which is entirely different than a ketchup frenzy) I jotted down a few notes for a future post … and then I hit “publish” instead of “save.” Oy. So if you got a weird email from me, ignore that shit. Carry on.…

  • I’m not here

    I’m not here right now. Why? Because I’m headed to Chicago for Blogher 13! It’s bound to be a shit show (at least, it will be if it’s anything like last year). Follow me on Twitter @singlemommaTSJ or on my Facebook  page to get my live updates. I’m scared for myself already. Smell ya later, peeps!  …

  • Saturday Morning Gratitude

    This morning I am thankful for all the complicated beauty that comes along with having people in my life, letting people into my heart and saying yes! when people invite me into theirs. Specific gratitude today for: My friend Maria. It’s her birthday. When I first met her, more than 23 birthdays ago, we sorta…

  • Ask Trish: Should I elope with my new job?

    What kind of douchebag starts a new blog feature on a national holiday when no one (including her) is home? This kind of douchebag, apparently. Getting this in juuuuust under the wire. THANK YOU so much to all of you who sent in questions! Keep ’em comin’!  I will answer questions on any topic. Brilliance…

  • Coming soon: An all-new According to Trish

    Hi readers! It’s been quiet around here, yes? Well don’t let that fool you. I decided to take off several weeks to redesign and upgrade the site (looks good, huh?) and to take a much-needed breather from writing after an extremely hectic year. The good news is that I’m ready to re-launch the site on…

  • Letters to Louie: It’s time to talk about the D-word

    Letters to Louie: It’s time to talk about the D-word

    This is another post in my series of letters to my future husband, Louis C.K. (Find out how our love story began here.)  Dear Louie, At some point we have to talk about it. Once of us has to take the Big Obvious Question, slap it on the counter like a butcher would a bloody…