A Polski Christmas: On the Verge

A Polski Christmas: On the Verge

It was a time when Polak jokes ran rampant and I didn't want to be one of them. As a kid, I found my Polish heritage to be  a source of embarrassment rather than pride. Our neighbors were the Butlers, the Johnsons, the Millers and the Jacksons. My surname stood apart in its wild morphing [...]

If You Could Be Mine

If You Could Be Mine

If you could be mine undoubtedly my wildest dreams would be realized. I'd never ask for anything ever again; I would have it all — my wants, my needs my most tender desires all wrapped up in one delicious (and heretofore unattainable) parcel of mind-blowing bliss. Yes, perhaps. Perhaps. But! if you could be mine would [...]