Thanksgiving

What horrible thing is going to happen this year? Is my aunt going to touch me or someone else inappropriately or make sexual innuendo? What terrible thing is my mother going to say to my aunt about her internet boyfriend who steals chicken from my grandparents’ garage freezer in the middle of the night?

It's okay to hate Thanksgiving. After years of gritting my teeth I finally gave myself permission to choose what I wanted to do.

It’s time to eat, drink, and share what we are most thankful for this Thanksgiving. Whether your dinners are cozy gatherings or formal affairs, the holidays are a great time to show off your favorite looks and play with festive color schemes.

These conversations are uncomfortable as hell. They can be downright depressing and demoralizing. They may lose you friends and family members. But, sometimes they lead to change, even if it’s small. And being uncomfortable is a small price to pay to help combat bigotry.

The holiday season presents numerous opportunities to celebrate and be with people we love and enjoy. It's also a constant source of potential triggers, just waiting to burst to the surface. Infinite stimulation creates a perfect storm to drown all of us in the overwhelm. As fun as the holidays can be, they can be a deep well of anxiety and exhaustion. Over the last decade, I've discovered what works best for me in regards to managing the holiday deluge. So, here's what's worked for me.

We had a 25-pound turkey this year and you’d think that would mean a fridge full of leftovers. Here's what to do with all that leftover turkey!

Why aren't motorbikes, elephants, and $1 beers standard for all holiday gatherings?

Twas the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, and all through the bars . . .