Love The Wine You’re With

Recipe for a Mother

Take one woman in the prime of her life. Add a dash of sperm. Fold in nausea and uncontrollable food cravings. Sprinkle in stretch marks, tender breasts and swollen ankles.…

Mom’s the word

I don't know what's scarier, That my daughter is starting to act like me, Or that I'm starting to act like my mother.  Mother’s Day is this Sunday. Let’s raise…