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Carolyn McCulley: Radical Womanhood: Feminine Faith in a Feminist World
This is my second book, from Moody Publishers. You can check out some excerpts and blog posts from when I was writing this book by clicking on the Radical Womanhood: The Book category. Or you can watch a four-minute mini-documentary about the history of feminism that introduces the book.
With the exception of the cave, the lads seemed to have forgotten two essential things while ironing... electricity and technique. ;-)
Posted by: Andrea | July 23, 2008 at 09:32 AM
The fact that,
"It would be the first Olympic sport in which the athletes did not use their real names. In order to avoid the ridicule of our peers"
says it all. :-) Thanks for the laugh!
Posted by: Emily | July 23, 2008 at 12:48 PM
This was hilarious!
Posted by: JennyB | July 23, 2008 at 02:33 PM
Ironically, this seems less hard on the iron than the traditional grill-cheese-on-an-iron dorm room technique . . .
Posted by: Elizabeth | July 23, 2008 at 05:25 PM
Hmm...well I don't think that should count, what with the iron not being plugged in...
Posted by: Jenna Watts | July 23, 2008 at 05:57 PM
Too funny!!!!!!!!! Thanks for posting this! Hard to believe its real hahahaha
Posted by: Joanna | July 23, 2008 at 11:59 PM
Wow! Words are failing me at the moment. Someone's got to have too much time on their hands...I agree with Andrea, technique was a little off. ;)
Posted by: YellerDaisies | July 25, 2008 at 06:58 AM