THE SQUIRREL

If there is an opposite to sad beige baby, then I was it. I inhaled color...

I think my furniture salesman was into couches. I (29F) and my husband (30M)...

Let’s start with what I am. I collect all real Labubus, and I am married to one...

Does your school hate food and joy and you? Are you slowly wasting away...

Prologue As a 10mm, 5 day old, wild, wiggly screwworm I feel entitled to introduce myself...

Hello one and all and welcome to Agatha Winthrop’s Horoscopes! Whether you know everything about astrology or nothing at all, I am here...

We are two girls who eat out frequently. We’re always looking for new places to call home, and after Stevie’s opened up in Acorn Valley,...

Hello my lovely readers! Thank you all for submitting your questions! I’ll be answering them now! If your question wasn’t picked, it either sucked or I’m saving it. In a frame. On my wall. For a future article. Dear Debra, My husband doesn’t love me anymore. He says that my baking is so bad he can’t “get it up.” What should I do? Sincerely, Distressed Baker Hello Distressed Baker! Based on the crushed up cupcake you sent along with your letter, I don’t think your baking is th

Online scammers are getting more foolish by the day, their brains rotting from hours spent in front of their computer screen

I fear we have become too cold hearted in situations where we need empathy most.