I totally posted a sadsack vague break up status when my ex called it off. In my defense, most of the wedding guests were on there, so it was easier than sending out cancelation notices.

Yuuup. Got dumped by my fiance in the first week of December. But now I'm in that stage where I'm realizing a probably dodged a…

Why people like you feel the need to mock us, the proud McVagina clan, I will never know. I can only assume you find our name "inappropriate" because of jealousy at our fame and exploits.

Odds are, the name was: Phil McCrevice.

I've followed the messy breakups of people I don't even know. My favourite was these guys who were engaged or something and they broke it off for reasons unknown to me. A couple months later the guy (late 20s or early 30s) got an 18-year-old girlfriend and promptly knocked her up.

It makes me feel so much better to know I'm not the only one who loves these shitshows.

Hot take: I do not think poodles are cute.

I say, say something, one time. Borne of love. With words chosen carefully. Something like "I love you and want you to be happy, and if that's with douchebag mccontrol then I will respect that and wish you guys the best, but I have noticed him doing x specific thing and it really concerns me. And I just wanted to say…

I desperately need this. I went to a Christmas party last night in a charming clean home (despite the fact a 3 year old lives there), full of elegant successful charming people, good food that didn't come from a Mac and cheese box, and what did my toddler do? Grabbed the host's hairbrush and used it to aggressively…

I absolutely hate the culture of "happiness" that is so ingrained in America. It's unhealthy and it's annoying.

Best Christmas gift: When the original Cosmos was on TV way back in 1980, I wanted the companion book by Carl Sagan so bad, but it was $19.95 and I was a poor college student with no extra money. I said nothing to nobody about what I wanted, because it was such a geeky thing. Come Christmas Day and one of the…

Many Christmases ago my sister and I came home from our respective faraway cities to spend some quality holiday time. My grandma (who is crazy as shit) had brought a spaced out old lady that my mom told us to call Lola (grandmother). After dinner Stranger Lola hands me and my sister a small wrapped package. We open it…

Oh. One more. (Sorry, I know not all of these are related to Christmas.) But for my first wedding anniversary, when I asked my ex husband what gift he wanted, he told me he wanted a three-some. Serious.

One Christmas when we were teenagers, my brothers gave me a small waste bin with photo of a maltese terrier dog on it, and a small horse figurine that bobbed its head (like the one in the picture on the right in the link below).

I was a teen back at the height of popularity for popular teen mall stores like American Eagle Outfitters and Abercrombie and Fitch, so I had trained my mom to shop there for preppy sweaters and tank tops and jeans and whatnot. This had also coincided with the trend of printing double entendres on undies and one…

When I was home from University for Christmas, my father made a huuuuuge deal about opening just one present on Christmas Eve. He was so excited, couldn't wait, etc. So I was pretty optimistic, especially since things were tight for me in the dorm and I didn't have a lot of luxuries. He took a long, thin envelope…

Last year for Christmas I couldn't fly home so my family mailed my presents. They didn't tell me how many packages they were sending or when they would get here. So I finally get a medium sized box from them, open it up and inside there is Christmas themed Duck Dynasty paper plates, Duck Dynasty paper cups, Duck…

When I was young I lived abroad, and it was always exciting to get these cool looking packages shipped over from the US, for both Christmas and my birthday. I must've been 4 or 5 when the Christmas package arrived, and I was ecstatic: couldn't wait to open it. Christmas morning rolls around and it's FINALLY TIME. Mom…

My mom's brother is significantly brain damaged. He puts a lot of thought into his gifts, but they're often confusing. One year, he got my dad bikini briefs. Like, full blown banana hammocks.

I have mentioned this before but it's so horrible it's worth repeating. My grandmother is horrible, as is my mother. They took out a lot of bitterness on my siblings and I. One year for Christmas, my grandmother wanted to be extra cruel so she mailed my sisters and I used underwear she bought from a yardsale. Just a…

My mom hated Christmas shopping(but loves receiving gifts!), but usually made an attempt to get my sister and I decent gifts. The year she stopped giving a damn completely, was the worst gift(followed by many other equally terrible ones) EVER.