Would you call my daughters “black and white twins?”
My own daughters, whose in-utero nicknames were Roomba and Scooba, were born late in September that same year. But it didn’t occur to me until a few months ago that they, too, could be considered “black and white twins.” Scooba is as pale as I am, while Roomba is perhaps only a shade lighter than her father.
If your bank’s too big to fail, make it smaller: what to know about switching from banks to credit unions
Since I had three business and personal accounts at two different crappy banks who definitely cheated their way to prosperity, last month I closed my accounts on Bank Transfer Day.
Happy autumn harvest celebration, everyone!
Homies, we have a nice little community here. We brainstorm solutions to problems, share fantasies, debate, and educate. I want to take a second to be grateful for my online family, of which you are a large part. We can’t share a meal this week and we probably won’t be sending each other Winter Holiday Greetings, but I can still say, “Hi everybody. It’s so nice to put this site together for you.”
Here are some of the posts which have hosted some of the most enlightening conversations this year.
Bastards and orphans: celebrating holidays with peers
How do you create a sense of community with a group of people who aren’t forced to put up with each other? If you’re creating your own chosen family, this post will help you get through the holidays a little more warmly.
What are your Thanksgiving traditions?
My husband and I just recently moved closer to our families and we were thinking it would be fun to start some new traditions at our now expanded Thanksgiving table. What sort of quirky, offbeat Thanksgiving traditions do you have?
5 recipes for a Game of Thrones-style Thanksgiving feast
I love the niche cooking blog Inn at the Crossroads. I just love reading each weird new recipe IatC puts out. This Thanksgiving I’m going to try to make at least one of their Game of Thrones dishes for a warm and hearthy feeling, but it would be so easy to put together an entire menu. Here are my picks.
Confronting the terror of being a stay-at-home parent
The terror did not actually strike me immediately. Immediately I was too moon-eyed and sleep-deprived to know what was going on. But slowly, as each day folded back onto itself, as Willow and I both fumbled through our still-awkward dance of deciphering our respective rhythms, I realized that something has fled.
Cleaning out the closet: looking at the concept of age appropriate clothing
I resist using this turn of phrase that every woman cringes to hear… “age-appropriate clothing” … but women used to do this thing called “Aging Gracefully,” and I think we need to bring that back.