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Here's why: I can't wear a onesie.

By Rachel A. Schmucker


I sit at the dining room table in the mid-morning sun. To my right stands a mug of tepid coffee and in front of me lies the Urban Outfitters summer catalog.

I flip through the pages and search for a few items to add to my closet. I hate buying summer clothes; they're so bland or worse -- beachy. Many pieces are too revealing or impractical. I'm too thin to wear this shirt and too short to wear that dress. Plus, I don't like pastels.

Page by page I eliminate overly revealing tank tops and hideous frocks and shorts. Nobody needs to see my

Read More | 3 Comments | Jun 18 04:27

CP and the 'Real World' Blues

By Rob J. Quinn

I was supposed to be headed to a meeting for people with disabilities today. All I really knew about it was that it was a chance to get out of the house, but I figured it was worth a shot.

Honestly, it was the last thing I ever thought I’d want to be doing with my free time not long ago. A social meeting for people with disabilities just to get out of the house was not on life’s agenda. I was going to live in the “real world.” Graduate college, get a job, buy a house, eventually fall in love and get married. Sure, it would all

Read More | 9 Comments | Jun 13 09:27

Hannibal Lecter and the Empathizer

By Russ Holt

Traveling on airplanes is, for wheelchair users, always an adventure. When I tell a friend I'm going on a plane, they seem surprised at first -- then the question, "Do you stay in your chair?" No. No, if it were only that easy...  First I transfer onto a very narrow "aisle chair," narrow enough to navigate down the aisle. Next, due to safety regulations, I am strapped in. Leg straps. Stomach straps. Over the shoulder straps. I'm then wheeled down the aisle to my seat, going by the people looking like Hannibal Lecter.

Then the

Read More | 7 Comments | Jun 11 11:46

'Freak Shows' and the Rosary on my Ovary

By Kara Sheridan

Day 1 SisterSong Conference on Reproductive Justice

I read an article yesterday on the importance of finding an interesting title for blogs so I can now cross that off my list of to do's! Course — both could use a bit of explaining. The morning was filled with the somewhat usual pump-you-up for the theme of the conference, speakers and welcome addresses. Not that they weren't motivational, but I was ready to jump into the content!

I had to choose from almost 20 workshops during the first breakout session, and I chose to attend

Read More | 60 Comments | Jun 03 12:58

How Yoga & Niblets Corn Changed My Life

By Sue Warner

What the heck, you say, do these two things have to do with each other? Well, a few years ago, yoga and corn, led to my enlightenment and a new sense of appreciation for my body and what it can do.

No small feat, for me, a 40-something woman, who has lived with rheumatoid arthritis since I was 4.  Wheels are my life. “Hell on wheels in a black dress,” (from a Matchbox 20 song) is my motto.

One of the lucky happenstances in my life has been living in the Twin Cities. Even though we’re a forward-thinking, innovative

Read More | 7 Comments | Jun 02 02:18

Why It's Like Being Paris Hilton

By Santina Muha

Current Mood: Silly

Current Song in my Head: Rich Girl sung by Deborah Gibson

Paris Hilton. Those two words bring up dozens of mental images. The “celebutante” can be seen on any given night partying at clubs on either coast, with any of her boyfriends, and with any of her “best friends of the week.” Thanks to the media and people’s own perceptions, people who do not know her personally think they know everything about her. 

Wheel chair. Those two words, when put together,

Read More | 36 Comments | Jun 01 01:31
 
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