kookycoconut
KookyCoconut
kookycoconut

In Canada (outside QC) they would fall under married, because they are common-law married, which for tax purposes I believe has similar benefits to fully married. You just have don't have the same protections if you want to dissolve the relationship.

Hello fellow life-long singleton! I feel like everything you just said is me in a nutshell. I still have my bouts of poor-me, but they are getting to be fewer and far-between, so now I'm mainly being pragmatic and figuring out how to do all the stuff I want to do, without having to wait for a man to want to set up

I've only ever been on two dates in my entire life. It's probably because I'm fat, not outdoorsy (but live in a very outdoorsy kind of town), opinionated and smart. I'm not exactly beating them off with a stick, but neither to I have enough experience to really know if I should be bothered by my lack of a mate. I've

I wish it took that long for me, give me an hour or two and I'll start sounding like someone else. I hardly even know what my real accent is because I grew up in different parts of the country, my stepdad is an ex-pat Brit and I've been to all different parts of the English speaking world. On top of that when I don't

Ever since I had it in Krakow, I'm a convert. It's the only way I'll drink beer, which isn't my favourite drink to begin with. But I like the raspberry syrup, not grenadine.

Beer with raspberry syrup is super common in Poland, where there isn't really much of a beer drinking culture. I actually really liked it, but I also don't like beer, so the raspberry syrup is what made it drinkable for me.

Having a beer with raspberry syrup and drinking it with a straw was very popular among the ladies when I was in Poland. As a non-beer drinker, it was actually quite a revelation to me, and the only way I would drink beer in the future. I think still isn't quite that big a thing in Poland; vodka is still king.

I have found online dating to be excessively depressing. The ones who haven't been snatched up are clearly coming at me for the green card. I would say 90% of my online dating experience is guys from countries I've had to get on google maps to find out where it was. Then of course there are the ones who've made it to

Don't feel bad, ketchup on eggs is delicious. Especially over easy, when the sweet tangyness of the ketchup cuts through the richness of the egg yolks perfectly. Ain't nobody gonna tell me what I can and can't put on my goddamn breakfast. Especially if it's a hangover breakfast! The person who shamed you would have

Having read the menu for this place, I'm a bit confused as to whether or not they actually just serve you the burger with no sides. I'm assuming that like most normal places they would have fries on the side, and if so, why the fuck can't I get some ketchup up in that? No mention of a special fry sauce. This guy just

I'm plus-sized, so limited options, but here's my list.

I hit up H&M and Forever 21 exclusively for costume jewelry and fun hair things. I like classic pieces so I have my little round up of stores that fit me, and when they have styles out that I like, I spend more, then I wear it to tatters, mend it if I really love it, and toss it when it has finally kicked the bucket.

Super cute and a classic. Do it!

To be fair, potential cancer symptoms can be a lot of things. I personally don't know what they are, but as soon as something seems funky I'm down at the doctor's office. When I had to call to make appointments for my PCOS symptoms I found it super awkward talking to the receptionist, even though she's a nice lady. I

I was about to go look up places for dinner tonight, but now I'm kinda off my feed. Please excuse me while I go hoark into a trash can.

That's what I was taught, and as a correspondence editor in my former job, we used Ms. when the letter writer was a clearly female gendered name, but with no marital status indicated. We only called women Mrs. if they signed off the letter to their MP as Mrs. So and So. Even though I'm technically still a Miss, now

My facebook feed's endless stream of babies and children is what's actually keep my baby-maker permanently closed for business. It's a good way to hold firm against my mother's nagging.

I'm always just waiting for when they're going to start bawling and are no longer cute. Also not all babies/children are good looking. My friends daughter is a truly ugly baby (not that I'd ever say so). Babies of other species though, sooo fluffy and squishable, I can't help but smile.

I'm a lady, but I love the smell of the inside of my butchers shop, but then awwwww koalas. Damn me for not conforming.

That's insane, I went to dances in middle-school at the Catholic church hall. For one, I don't remember a whole lot of chaperones being around, except to keep a vigilant eye on the soda and snacks till, and for another, we slow-danced pretty damn close. I actually remember seeing some older kids make out. I guess the