A few years ago, we all laughed when Kristen Wig transformed into Penelope: the nervous, hair-twirling, one-upping brunette. No one laughed because her character was funny, necessarily, but because everyone knows a Penelope. And Penelopes make us uncomfortable. Discomfort makes us laugh to keep us from crying. Penelopes know our friends for longer; they hurt more than we hurt; they know more Continue Reading
Stay at home, mom.
I have been dreading this post for a number of reasons. First, this announcement means that my decision is real. I am giving up something that I love for someone that I love even more. I worried, and still do, about disappointing my mentors, my family, and my students (past and future). I worry that my decision means that I may never have the job that I fought so hard to have. I have Continue Reading