All my life, I've heard that women over the age of 40 have a zero tolerance policy for bullshit.
I JUST realized that it's absolutely no coincidence that this coincides with the onset of perimenopause.
I guess this hormonal rollercoaster is good for something.

When your relatives start arguing at Thanksgiving, calmly grab your favorite serving bowl of food like you're going to the kitchen to refill it, and just don't come back. Quietly escape with your favorite food.

This has been survival tips with Jen.

A guy who has erectile dysfunction and constipation has problems coming and going.

Half horse and half St Nick = Centaur Claus.

I saw this in Dollarama and laughed because the dog is happily modeling the hat, but the cat looks like he's having flashbacks to the time the Christmas tree fell on him.

Thinking about writing a long overdue book about herbs. The title? "It's About Thyme".