These days, people seem impressed when they hear that someone has three kids: “Oh, wow, three!” If you come from an actually big family, this is nothing. Three is how many kids were in the house when a couple of your older siblings went off to college. Five, eight, even 10 kids? That’s a big family. >We both come from big families — Winona the oldest, Jess the youngest — so we know what we’re talking about. It wasn’t exactly like “Keeping Up The The Kardashians” or “The Brady Bunch,” but sometimes … it kind of was. After the jump, 11 things that we know to be true about big families.
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Imagine you are a frisky 70-year-old man who decides to hire an escort for the evening when you’re out of town. (Men. Do they ever change?) When the lovely lady of the evening arrives, you notice with a shock that the woman seems very familiar. In fact, she’s more than just familiar. You know her very well. Read more on The Stir…
We always love seeing more of the 90s supermodels we grew up with, so we were thrilled to hear Stephanie Seymour was doing a photo shoot with Harper’s Bazaar. Then we heard that the shoot was with her sons, 20-year-old Peter and 17-year-old Harry, who are good-looking and interesting in the way that the children of supermodels and billionaires tend to be, and that was cool too.
Then we saw the pictures, and now we feel like prudes because we are totally creeped out by them. See more of them on The Gloss…
As a twin, news stories about “my kind” always hold a special place in my heart, but this latest one is a real doozy.
This past weekend, Lanny and Tracy Barnes, 31-year-old twin sisters from Colorado who both participated in the 2006 Winter Games, were to compete in their final qualifying races to join this year’s Olympic biathletes, who will head to Sochi, Russia, next month. (And, in case you’re wondering, Olympic biathlon combines cross-country skiing and target shooting.)
Tracy, who’s five minutes older than her sister, competed and earned herself a well-deserved spot on the team. Lanny, on the other hand, fell ill and was unable to compete in three out of the four weekend tryout races, which, consequently, disqualified her.
And here’s where it gets good. When Tracy was officially offered a position on the 2014 USA biathlon team, she declined the spot, knowing that her sister would be pegged for the honor instead. And she was. Keep reading »
I was clicking about the internet, looking for some news when I happened upon this gem of a piece on the Huffington Post entitled “There Are Plenty Of Twitter Users Who FInd Their Cousins Hot.” It’s just what the doctor ordered for a “Law & Order: SVU” fan with twisted curiosities.
On Christmas night, a man about the internet who tweets as @Mobute, went on what the Huffington Post called “an epic retweeting spree.” This is the first retweeting frenzy I’ve ever beheld. It really was epic. It appears that an unnervingly number of people find their cousins hot and are down to share that with the whole internet via Twitter. Read the top tweets on The Gloss…
Throughout my childhood, I always assumed everyone celebrated Christmas the same way. Little did I know, many of my family’s silly traditions simply exist because of my late grand-mère. Many of them are reflections of her favorite things and people. Being the center of our family, we all happily followed her lead and never questioned their origin. Now that she has passed away, I pledge to continue them in her memory. Keep reading »
I loooove the holidays. But that doesn’t make the lead-up any less of a bitch. The older I get, the more I find how unforgiving this season can be. When I was a little girl, I never understood why some of the grown-ups in my life seemed to dread it so much.
An English professor once told me that the biggest theme of my life is trying to resist disillusionment even though the world makes no effort to hide what an ugly, unfair place it can be. Call me melodramatic, but is there any better way to describe the typical struggle we face when it comes to getting through the holidays? On the surface, it’s a happy, cheerful time of year. We want to enjoy it, but on the other hand, it’s pretty damn treacherous. Spending time in close quarters with family members that you only see once a year is stressful. So is the pressure to pick out the perfect gifts, to be a great hostess, and to somehow make your bank account survive it all. Keep reading »
It’s about damn time.
The United States is one of only a few countries in the world that does not provide any sort of paid maternity leave. In fact, it’s the only industrialized nation not to do so. All that could change with the Family And Medical Leave Insurance Act, a bill introduced today by Senator Kirsten Gillibrand (D -
CT NY) and Representative Rosa DeLauro (D-CT).
The Family Act, as it’s being called for short, proposes an insurance plan that would provide paid family leave and paid sick leave for all workers: public or private, self-employed or full- or part-time. Workers could take time off for their own illness or that of a child, parent or spouse; it also includes both newborn and adopted children coming into the home. As described in The New York Times, the funding would be from both employers and employees. The benefits would be capped at $4,000 per month, covering 12 weeks/60 “caregiving days,” a year.
In other words, it is three months paid leave. Keep reading »
Earlier this week, Jessica asked the question that passes through the mind of many a woman: How do you know — really know — if you want to have kids? It’s a good question and an important one. Kids are a big decision. They’re not like those cute, fuzzy chicks people buy as gifts on Easter only to realize that they grow up to be chickens, so they just return them or get rid of them somehow. No. Kids are a bit more complicated than that.
But is there actually any way to know for sure? You would think as the mother of a 7-year-old, who has been-there, done-that, and has pondered the same questions Jessica brought up, I would have at least some answers. But unfortunately, I don’t.
Because, if there’s one, solid rule that I’ve figured out in my short time parenting, it’s that there’s no one right answer that will fit everyone across the board. What works for one woman/couple/family may not work for another. And that’s okay. Keep reading »