Former NFL star Shaun Alexander and his wife, Valerie, are adding another player to their team. The Seattle Seahawks' all-time leading rusher announced on the " Up & Adams Show" with host Kay Adams on Sept. 24 that Valerie is pregnant with the couple's 14th child. "We're just now starting to tell people, but No. 14 is in the belly," Alexander said. "We're just now starting to tell everybody."
Mabel Wells - or Memmie, to her family - lived her entire life in rural Kentucky. During the hourlong drive to her house, my younger sister and I counted cows and tried to guess which field went with what crop. Mabel was born in 1909, at a time when the Titanic was being built, World War I was still five years away,
Dallas Mavericks point guard D'Angelo Russell is officially engaged. Russell's now-fiancée, Laura Ivaniukas announced their engagement Tuesday with a joint post on Instagram captioned: "Ms to Mrs.. Loading," seemingly referencing the nickname he has embraced since being drafted in 2015 by the Los Angeles Lakers. According to People, Russell and Ivaniukas met at a New York Fashion Week event before eventually going public with their relationship in 2020.
Two years ago, I came up with the idea to email my grandmother every Friday. I keep her up-to-date with my travels, and she offers advice and keeps updated about family news. Our messages help me feel connected even when I'm so far from home. Growing up, I often lived in a different state or country from my grandma, who turned 106 years old in June.
My father was on his deathbed at the age of 86. Two days before he passed, my younger brother and I started to fuss about Dad's condition in the ICU. I saw my father move his head. I looked him deep in the eyes, and he said to my brother and me without missing a beat, 'Cut it out.' I had to laugh, but in my laughter I started to cry.
Last school holidays, I took my daughter to Hong Kong, my birthplace and home for the first eight years of my life. I had taken her plenty of times before, but every visit had been fleeting. Accommodation is expensive, so we usually stay just enough to share a meal or two with close family. The reason for an extended stay came when my grandfather died last year. My grandmother had just lost her husband of seven decades, and as she is in her 90s herself,
But what a life it was! Realizing fairly early that at 5-foot-8 and 130 pounds, a desired career as an athlete was not realistic, Mike thought that if he couldn't play the games well, maybe he could write well about them and set out to become a sportswriter. And, with some fantastic breaks along the way, he became one, first at his hometown newspaper, the Waukesha (Wis.) Freeman, then on to 25 years at the Milwaukee Journal, capping his career with a 23-year stint as senior assistant sports editor at the Los Angeles Times.
When I asked Ciara what motivated her to start taking even better care of her health, I was struck by her answer. "I just pray that I can be on this Earth for a long time, to witness a lot of beautiful moments that my kids are going to experience, and with Russ," the 39-year-old singer and record label CEO said emphatically over Zoom, referring to her NFL quarterback husband, Russell Wilson, and the blended family's four young children.
Heartbroken isn't the word, his son captioned the series of family photos. Everybody has always said I was your double never a truer word said. Looked up to you in every aspect of life. Ricky Hatton a life in pictures He added: Can't explain how much I'm going to miss the laughs we had and all the good times, which I will remember forever. Just can't believe we won't have any more. Love you, Dad.
The hardest thing in the world is when your children have problems. There have been so many hits on our family that no one knows about, and I don't want them to, for my family's sake. I've made some interesting movies, and I've been very satisfied with the work, but if someone wrapped it all up and said to me, 'What's your greatest achievement?' I'd say, 'The children. They're the best thing in my life'.
all the characters on the show are human, and they inhabit a world that (mostly) resembles our own. Avi Shwooper, a lapsed Jew and a father working for a Spotify stand-in, is the closest thing the show has to a main character. But rather than focusing on just Avi, "Long Story Short" ambitiously delves into the lives of three generations of Avi's family across a timeline that jumps around from the 1990s to the 2020s.
Many are excited to see the star of "The Secret Lives of Mormon Wives" try to find love in the wake of her divorce from her first husband and breakup from the father of her third child. The mom of three says that her suitors will have to get along with her family, like children, and be willing to move to Utah.
I married my high-school sweetheart after we both had experienced bad first marriages. We were true soulmates, married for eight years. We had a nice rural home with property and horses. I had started out as a social drinker, but I let it get the best of me and had an affair. I confessed the affair to my wife, who assured me we could get through it by getting counseling and help for my drinking, which I admitted at the time
Moving cities was triggered by what was probably a quarter-life crisis. I was unhappy with work and relationships, and I started to seriously think about my direction. I also felt like my hometown, Brisbane, no longer aligned with my current interests and lifestyle preferences. Many of my friends were also going through significant life transitions, including moving to another city or country, changing careers, or starting families. For me, a new city offered opportunities and different experiences, which I was craving.
My grandmother passed away a few years ago after a long battle with cancer. Even as her health deteriorated, she never lost her spirit. She'd still get excited about whether the Pittsburgh Steelers might finally have a decent season after Ben Roethlisberger's retirement. She'd debate the Pirates' chances with the kind of passionate optimism that only comes from decades of loyal disappointment.
In 2013, after three years of living abroad and backpacking around the world, my partner, Sam, and I returned home to Australia without a cent to our names. We'd literally spent everything we had on our adventures and owned nothing but the clothes in our suitcase when we stepped off the plane. I didn't want to move back to the city we were living in before our travels, as I grew up there, and I was worried it would feel like a step backward.
Following many years living and operating a showroom in New York, artist and designer Rebecca Atwood relocated to Charleston, South Carolina-with her husband, Steve Bernstein, and young daughter-in August 2021. The next May, Atwood and her family moved into their current home, a 2,100-square-foot property built in the late 1930s.
It is 2008, and I am sitting in my grandmother's room, at the Salt Lick Safari Lodge within the Taita Hills Wildlife sanctuary in Kenya. It is a gorgeous place to stay, the villas appear almost rocket-shaped, standing high off the ground to prevent any wildlife from getting inside the rooms. All around there is lush greenery. Outside her window, many animals, including elephants, deer, and giraffes pass by.
"I'm still really young but my mom actually had her first child at 21 and my dad was 19," she told hosts Jason Bateman, Sean Hayes and Will Arnett. "SinceI was a baby, I told my mom, like, 'Baby dolls.' I wanted to be a mom just like the way my mom was to me."
I first dabbled with the idea when my husband (laughingly) requested a pair for his birthday a few years back. Mocking him, I set about finding the most aesthetically pleasing colour possible - I was going to have to look at them, after all. Immediately, they became his at-home slipper replacement, accompanied by consistent cries of just how comfortable they were.
We sat in our living room, on the off-white tweed couch. I ran my fingers along the seam, slowly, as if trying to memorize its texture. In that quiet room, dimly lit and strangely alive, I felt the shape of time itself. It wasn't abstract. It wasn't a number on a screen or the sweep of a clock's hand. It felt real - like a second skin, like air thickening into water. I wasn't counting the hours anymore; I was living inside them.