Opening gifts at showers

The title alone makes most cringe: the gift giver, the gift opener, even the standers-by who may or may not someday play one of these roles. It’s a part of every shower, though, and for good reason; the people you love are excited to shower you with gifts for your new journey into married life or motherhood, and you want them to know how much you appreciate them...

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Sunday pot roast

I'm not exactly crushing my Fall Bucket List this year, and truth be told, I knew this would happen. I almost posted a sarcastic bucket list this year (containing things like "make a list of things revolving around pumpkins and apples and then actually do none of them") because for me, these things rarely actually happen. They all sound so good in early September, and then before I know it, it's December and I'm freezing and everything I do must require being wrapped in a blanket and/or snow suit...

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Travel as a right

After reading this article in my Worthy Reads post a couple months back, my mom texted me about it, comparing her own mindset to the men in the article. We were talking about how strange money is, and how relative it is. But, she said, she also hates that to want to experience more in your life is to essentially want more money, and she hates that the two are so closely tied.

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Ham sandwich with apple, goat cheese, Dijon, and raspberry jam

I don't want to jump the gun here, but one of my favorite things about Thanksgiving is how everything on the dinner table goes so well together, although not in an entirely intuitive way. Even right down to dessert! The whole combination is just dynamite, and I love applying the same sort of formula to other dishes and recipes. Because who doesn't love the O.G. Thanksgiving formula of savory and sweet?...

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Tuscan bean and kale soup

There is just a thing about soup. Something about both making it and eating it, where it’s this delightful, warming, comforting thing. The whole experience is the closest you can come to having your cake and eating it too because it’s fulfilling before you’ve even had it, and still after it’s gone. And people have been onto this for a long time. Everyone kind of gets it. I even spent half my adolescence reading never-ending iterations of Chicken Soup for the Soul/Teenage Soul/Cat-lover’s Soul/Bae’s Soul books. (Remember those?)...

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