Kay's Adaptable Adventures

Disclaimer: I received complimentary passes to attend the Bristol Renaissance Faire to facilitate this honest review. All opinions expressed below are 100% mine and mine alone unless otherwise stated. Please do your own research when looking into a product...

I've always loved and wanted to own a cat (or cats) as far back as I can remember but sadly due to my mom being highly allergic and being allergic myself, that particular life goal has not yet happened. I still keep hope alive though!
That means when I happen to come across any sort of cat they automatically get all my brimming-over unused kitty-cat loves and affection. Let's be honest, even if I did achieve my dream of owning cats, I'd still fangirl at any sort of four legged furry...

Pain is a strange thing.
Growing up, a certain amount of pain is as normal a part of our childhood as breathing is. Much like breathing, pain is involuntary and inevitable. We get sick, we break bones and skin knees, we get shots. And lets not forget not just the physical pain...

A little background about my lineage. While I know I have a wee bit of Irish in me along with German and maybe one or two other things (I really don't know that much about my ancestry), I know without a single doubt in my mind I'm VERY Polish.
When I say I'm very Polish, I mean my paternal grandparents, lovingly referred to as my Babcia (grandmother in Polish) and Dziadzia (Americanized Polish pronunciation for grandfather) actually migrated from Poland in the 1950's. My father and both Ciocias...