Hey ladies! Are you tired from overworking and putting everyone else first? If you’re overwhelmed or running on empty, I get you. My newsletter is a space for emotional clarity, therapeutic journaling, rest, and spiritual reflection. Come pause, breathe, and reflect with me as you learn how to care deeply without losing yourself.
Just for fun (includes cannolis)
Issue # 118 | Date May 8th 2026 | Previous issuesHey Reader, This week’s newsletter is just for fun. Because don't we all need to laugh a little more? 🤣 Humor is subjective. When everyone else is laughing, I'm usually not. Then when I'm laughing, everyone else is blinking. My humor tends toward dark, occasionally silly, and quite often based on real-life events. Which brings me to a little story I wrote with the help of my friend ChatGPT. It was inspired by my friend Jeannette, who is one of my favorite people in the world. If you knew her, you'd understand why. You'd love her too. But since you may not know her, I'll tell you that she oozes kindness and compassion. Occasionally, she brings my family cannolis from Queens—which means they are made by real Italians. Possibly Sicilians, who arguably make the BEST cannolis. Let's agree that cannolis are impossible to refuse and dangerous to overeat. One cannoli is euphoric. Two are bliss. Three cannolis are where a woman learns humility. That gave birth to the word pannoli, and somehow, a silly story was born. You can download and read it here: Forget the Metaphor, Take the CannoliFair warning: this story contains Italian relatives, body drama, pastry, and one invented word of questionable dignity. If you don't find it funny, I hope you'll forgive me. Humor is a risky business. With love, Anna P.S. No cannolis were harmed in the making of this story. Only my dignity. |
The Feral Housewife’s Guide to Carrying Less and Living More
Hey ladies! Are you tired from overworking and putting everyone else first? If you’re overwhelmed or running on empty, I get you. My newsletter is a space for emotional clarity, therapeutic journaling, rest, and spiritual reflection. Come pause, breathe, and reflect with me as you learn how to care deeply without losing yourself.
Issue # 117 | Date May 1st 2026 | Previous issues Hey Reader, Let me tell you a quick story about Shera. She-Ra was a fearless cartoon warrior I used to watch on Saturday mornings in the 1990s. Shera was also a bully I went to school with in Paterson, New Jersey. I don't know her real name—she was nicknamed Shera after the warrior cartoon. You can imagine why. One day, I instigated Shera. I jokingly put my foot out pretending to trip her on Field Day. She did NOT think it was funny. The more...
Issue # 116 | Date April 24th 2026 | Previous issues Hey Reader, Yesterday, I woke up and my body delivered a clear message: Today is a rest day. The kind where you stay in bed all day. As a feral housewife, I preach that kind of tiny rebellion. (I better practice what I preach, right?) I had a choice to make. Listen—or push on, ignoring my intuition? Last week, I was miserable. I had multiple doctor’s appointments, took other people to theirs, and did it all with stress, bloating, cramps,...
Issue # 115 | Date April 17th 2026 | Previous issues Hey Reader, Today my mind feels scattered. Or better yet, it took off on vacation and left me here. Every week it's my intention to sit down and write something thoughtful, meaningful, maybe even a little funny—but life sometimes has other plans. Appointments, interruptions, responsibilities, cooking, movement, people needing things. Some days the words flow.Some days they hide under the bed and refuse to come out. So today, this is the...