Christmas gives me the shits. Or at least it used to. The music, the colors, the intensity in which it is rammed down our throats starting in October,…
The Hallmark Channel’s Christmas parade of premiers could be in real peril. With a full line-up of cuddling, festivals, bake-offs and sing-alongs they may find themselves out of step…
On October 23rd 2020, the Constitutional Tribunal in Poland, where I’m originally from, decided that abortions due to serious and life-threatening fetal defects were unconstitutional and should thus…
I’ve never wanted to be pregnant. The thought of essentially carrying an alien inside of me for nine months is the type of thought that could put me…
Every year, my mother sends me beautiful pictures of her garden (she literally has the most beautiful gardens in Bosnia). When I get them, my heart skips a…
Elena loves black licorice ice cream and hates how the Harry Potter movies ruined the character of Ron Weasley. Elena is my 14-year-old and apart from being phenomenal…
All the gift guides are coming your way, my loves. You will be shown beautiful candles and artisan soaps for your mother-in-law. For your husband, they may suggest…
I’m going to be extremely vulnerable here, and tell all of you about a situation that occurred in my home the other day. It involved the TV. And…
Remember Thanksgivings before you had kids? I remember my first “adult” Thanksgiving laughing with family and friends, while cooking and sipping wine. The mismatched plates, not enough wine…
If you’ve been living a life, then you know firsthand how much it loves to throw unexpected little disasters your way. Like that time you ordered a Quarter…
Ah, siblings, the tormentors of the soul and the reality slappers of life. Siblings don’t care about boosting their sister’s fragile self-esteem or protecting their brother from the…
No, it’s not because it happens to be the “all Pleather week” in our bedroom… I appreciate Thanksgiving week for a whole other reason. Don’t hate me for…
I have a subscription to Better Homes and Gardens, which could be considered odd since neither my home nor my garden would be likely to be considered “better.”…
I am officially middle-aged. I have a love/hate relationship with this phase of my life. And though we all slide into this stage at different rates, here…