Life hack: Counting blessings, continued
1 One kid is in Vancouver, one is sick and contagious and in bed at his dad’s, but the third comes over for Sunday supper with his partner — and my partner — and I make mashed potatoes, Polish salad (my culture only has one salad), and Brussels sprouts with bacon, and reheat the lazy kotlety (aka meatloaf) my mom dropped off earlier in the day. After supper, we play two rounds of bullshit. I am…











