Ask UfYH: Holiday Hosting

Q: I’m going to be hosting a bunch of people for Christmas for the first time, and I’m kind of freaking out about how I’m going to get/keep everything clean. My house is pretty clean to start with, but with all of the cooking and extra people, is there anything I should do to stay ahead of the inevitable mess? Read More Ask UfYH: Holiday Hosting

‘Tis The Season (To Pretend There’s No Season At All)

Listen. I’m not one to ever come out against presents. I love sea turtle calendars just as much, if not more than the average person, but I really need society to get the hell away from me with this whole “let’s be jolly” thing. Read More ‘Tis The Season (To Pretend There’s No Season At All)

A Queer Trans Person’s Holiday Experience

I used to love the holidays. Christmas was my second favorite celebration next to my birthday. I enjoyed getting together with my grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. My parents and I would make the trek to my grandparents’ farm around the 20th or 21st and we would stay through the 28th or so. My mind gets lost in the memories of all the smells, sounds, and tastes of the holidays. I always seemed to get good presents and have a good time.  Read More A Queer Trans Person’s Holiday Experience

Ask UfYH: Stop Complaining and Have Some Eggnog

Q: I’m hosting Christmas dinner for the first time ever this year. I think I’m pretty well prepared, but my mother always manages to say something nasty to me about how clean (or, according to her, how unclean) my house is, and I end up in tears every time she visits. What’s the best way to deal with this? Read More Ask UfYH: Stop Complaining and Have Some Eggnog

This Week in Misogyny

Oh, dearies, it was another week of fuckery in the world. Between Rolling Stone throwing a source under the bus when inconsistencies rose in her story (cue gloating from the “false accusations!!1!” crowd), a misguided storyline on The Newsroom, and the usual assortment of random awfulness, it’s hard to see the good news. Of which there’s a little bit, partially in the form of Legos. (As usual, trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply.) Read More This Week in Misogyny