I used to watch TLC’s “Sister Wives” — a reality show about a Mormon household with one husband, four wives, and a combined 17 children =- with a mix of shame, incredulity, and, dare I say it, jealousy. While I couldn’t imagine sharing my husband like that, there was something appealing about the way the Brown family came together to support each other, living out the concept of “it takes a village,” and redefining what family means. Push aside the inherently sexist concept of religious male-centric polygamy for a second, and there is something really beautiful about a group of adults coming together to help raise a family. Keep reading »
When we started venue-hunting, we had literally no clue what we were doing. On the outside, we tried to appear to be a sophisticated, knowledgeable couple touring each potential venue. On the inside, we were two clueless twenty-somethings wondering what the hell we were supposed to ask these events directors and catering managers to avoid awkward silences or complete embarrassment. After a few (okay, several) appointments, though, we started to pick up on what kind of information we were supposed to be gathering. To help you avoid the same slow-moving progress, go to each venue meeting armed with this list of crucial questions. Keep reading »
I’m already planning the rom-com about this meet-cute. I would like Kate Hudson to play me (or, per a coworker’s suggestion, Jennifer Lawrence in a blonde wig), and Chris Pratt to play Rich. To remind you, Rich is the comedian who almost flawlessly impersonates characters from 25 of the most beloved Christmas movies.
For those of you who have no idea what I’m talking about, here’s the low down. Earlier this week, I penned a “Be My Boyfriend” letter to Rich here on The Frisky. I was floored by how accurate his impressions were in his “25 Days of Christmas Movie Impressions” video, and wanted to tip my hat to him. I told him about how I wanted to find him under my Christmas tree this year and that I would write to Santa to please deliver him. (Yes, that is how I tip my hat. Don’t hate.) Keep reading »
Break-ups are tough enough as it is, but a heartbreak during the holiday season is particularly excruciating. Nobody wants to be surrounded by gushy holiday cheer bullshit when their heart is torn in two. Here’s what to buy for that fantastic, talented, loving, newly single friend of yours who deserves way better than her ex anyway.
Like many American families who celebrate Christmas, mine does it in a pretty secular way. The more observant among us attend services to mark the holiday, but the magnet that pulls our scattered members across the country to one point in the Midwest is, I think, the same as what brings you and yours together on your special occasions. Togetherness. Kinship. Love — however mixed up with less-exalted emotions — of family.
This gets a little complicated when, like me, you’ve publicly stated you may never speak to your mother again. Keep reading »