While Goldie Hawn might have been out of the spotlight for the past couple of years, she’s been keeping busy connecting with fans on social media, sharing snaps alongside her family and closest people. Her daughter, Kate Hudson, recently shared a casual snapshot of Hawn that got some of Hudson’s 17 million followers wondering if Hawn might be pregnant.
Goldie is the cutest grandma to her seven grandchildren.
Goldie Hawn is known for being the coolest grandma around. She often shares these adorable moments with her fans, giving us a peek into the special connection she has with each of them. Plus, that’s not an easy job when you’re the grandma to seven grandchildren. Indeed, Hawn and her longtime partner Kurt Russell are grandparents to Kate’s three kids — Rani Rose, Bingham, and Ryder; Oliver’s three kids — Bodhi, Wilder, and Rio; and Wyatt Russell’s son, Buddy Prine, whom he welcomed in 2021.
Hawn couldn’t be happier with how her children’s lives are turning out and how they’re doing so well in their careers, but now she’s thrilled to be moving forward in life and sharing her wisdom with her grandkids, too. She emphasized the importance of hard work, compassion, and staying grounded, values instilled in her by her father: «And I’m passing that on because that was what my father taught me: Stay in reality. Don’t get taken away with everything.»
Hawn continued by expressing that the rest of the journey is in the hands of her children. She mentioned the importance of being present for them and understanding that they will need to resolve their own challenges, even though it may be difficult.
Her daughter Kate shared a carousel of family moments.
Kate shared a lovely photo on Instagram capturing her mother and daughter, Rani Rose Fujikawa, bonding, alongside a series of candid family snapshots from their household. The images gave a glimpse into the warm and inviting atmosphere of the Hudson home, guided by Kate and her fiancé, musician Danny Fujikawa.
The picture shows Goldie Hawn and her granddaughter sharing a beautiful moment captured in a touching scene, with Hawn leaning over to lovingly embrace the girl, both dressed in relaxed outfits. In the photo, Hawn looked laid-back in a comfy gray outfit, her hair flowing freely as she shared a warm smile.
But people found something «weird» in this snap
Observers noted the way Rani leaned against Hawn, combined with the lighting and wrinkles of Hawn’s shirt, led some to speculate that Hawn might be pregnant, sporting what appeared to be a baby bump. «Goldie looks pregnant, no? Is it just my imagination?» one commenter pondered. Another echoed the sentiment, questioning, «Why does she look pregnant?» However, amidst the speculation, there were also concerns for Hawn’s well-being. «I hope Goldie is well?!» one follower expressed.
Goldie always takes great care to maintain her fitness.
But Hawn Instagram page is not just about family moments, and people’s comments. From time to time, her social profile is like a goldmine for solid advice, especially when it comes to staying healthy and looking fabulous as you age. At 78, she’s rocking it, showing off her killer fitness and healthy eating habits that are total goals. Want to know her secrets?
Goldie’s diet is all about keeping it simple and healthy. No dairy, no sugar, no wheat. Instead, she starts her day with a green juice packed with kale, green peppers, parsley, and celery. Hawn’s holistic approach extends beyond diet to encompass her beauty practices, as she reveals a preference for chemical-free hair care.
Goldie’s stunning, golden locks aren’t just a coincidence of her name; they’re a result of her choice to steer clear of hair coloring treatments. Her commitment to embracing natural beauty stands out as a refreshing break from the usual norms.
As a symbol of graceful aging, Goldie Hawn radiates wisdom and serves as an inspiration not just for her peers, but for anyone looking to embrace aging with grace and energy. By openly sharing her fitness and skincare secrets, she empowers others to find their own paths to well-being and self-love.
We adore Goldie and her entire family, regardless of any speculation or negative comments from others. But you know what we cherish even more? The beautiful bond that she and her partner, Kurt Russell, share.
Preview photo credit katehudson / Instagram
I walked into our house and found my husband with his ex-wife — what she was doing there sent me into a rage
Imagine coming home after a long day, expecting peace, only to find your husband and his ex-wife in your living room. That’s exactly what happened to me. But Melissa wasn’t just there for a chat. What she was doing was beyond anything I could’ve imagined.
Do you know the feeling when you return home after a day full of meetings and deadlines? All you want is just to take a shower, change into a fresh pair of pajamas, and sink into your cozy bed. It’s just the best feeling ever.
I felt the same when I got home from work two weeks ago. All I wanted was my bed, a cup of hot coffee, and the true-crime documentary I’d been watching. I was set to watch episode 3, but what I saw when I stepped inside made me forget everything.
I opened the door, hung the car keys, and began walking towards my room when something unexpected caught my eye. At first, I really thought I was imagining things because it seemed too odd to be true.
I noticed the couch was gone, the rug was missing, and even the bookshelf had vanished. I checked the hallway and the kitchen, and sure enough, most of the items were missing. The coat closet? Gone. The coffee machine? Gone. The dining table? GONE!
What the heck? I thought. Where’s Roger?
Roger, my husband, usually came home before me, but I couldn’t see him around. Then, I heard his voice, like he was yelling at someone. It was coming from the end of the hallway. From our living room.
I threw my bag on the kitchen island and followed his voice. As I got closer, another voice echoed through the hallway. It was a woman’s voice.
Not ready for what was waiting, I pushed the door open and saw my husband with his ex-wife, Melissa. The woman Roger swore he’d never see again, the one he called “a filthy rich spoiled brat.”
I felt like my heart had jumped up to my throat. Why was Melissa in my house?
“Roger?” I said, interrupting their conversation. “What… What happened to our house?”
“Oh, Liz, you’re here?” Roger asked as if he wasn’t expecting me.
“Yeah, I just got back,” I said. “What’s she doing here?”
“I’ll explain everything,” Roger stuttered. “I’ll fix it, I swear.”
Roger looked desperate for me to stay calm, while Melissa stood there smirking. I almost thought they were having an affair until Melissa’s words sent a wave of pure rage through me.
“No, you won’t,” she snapped at Roger. “Didn’t you tell her that everything you owned is mine?”
“I… I…” Roger stammered, lost for words.
“Well, honey,” she said, turning to me. “All of this furniture… it belongs to me. You see, your husband and I bought it together when we were married, so I’m just taking back what’s mine.”
What the… I thought. What does she think of herself?
She was practically destroying my house and acting like it was no big deal.
I remember staring at her for a few moments, thinking what kind of an evil person would enter their ex’s house and take away most of their furniture.
I wanted to scream, to kick her out, but I couldn’t. Not with Roger just standing there silently and watching as she humiliated me.
“And you’re letting her take everything?” I finally managed to speak, looking straight into Roger’s eyes. “You didn’t even try to stop her? And why didn’t you tell me she was coming? You knew, right?”
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled as he lowered his gaze. He was too ashamed to even look at me.
“Seriously, Roger? That’s it?” I rolled my eyes. “I never thought you’d let your ex walk out with our whole life! This is ridiculous.”
“Ridiculous?” Melissa laughed. “I’m sorry honey, but technically everything in your house belongs to me. Even the bed that you two share. I paid for all this stuff, so I have every right to take it.”
Yeah, right, I thought to myself.
It would be true if I said I’ve never felt this humiliated in my entire life. Can you even imagine what kind of patience it took to stop myself from humiliating Melissa?
I could’ve thrown every embarrassing secret Roger had told me about Melissa right back at her, but I wasn’t about to stoop to her level. I wasn’t going to be petty.
At that point, I wanted to ask why she needed this old, used furniture when she could afford a brand-new bed set, and the latest model of the automatic coffee machine.
She was wealthy, owning one of the most popular businesses in town, and she could easily afford a fully furnished house.
But I knew why she was doing it. It was all about humiliating me. I could see the jealousy in her eyes.
“Fine,” I spat. “Take it. Take everything you own. But don’t you dare contact me or my husband ever again!”
“Sure, honey,” she said, smirking as if she had won the biggest prize of her life.
I watched as she walked toward the main door and called the workers inside to pick up the remaining furniture. Then, I spotted a truck in our backyard, full of the furniture the workers had already moved.
Meanwhile, Roger silently watched the workers tear our house apart. He was helpless, and just as heartbroken as I was.
That’s when I came up with a plan to make Melissa regret her decision.
Right when she stepped outside to look at the truck, I hurried into the kitchen and pulled out a few frozen shrimp from the freezer. Then, I quickly hid them in different places including our side table, the living room chairs, and inside our mattress.
I even stuffed a few of them inside the decorative pillows. I only had to wait for a few days to see the shrimps do their magic.
You see, I knew she wouldn’t keep this furniture in her house. She was probably going to dump it in some storage unit, and I couldn’t wait to see how these little pieces of meat would turn that place into an unbearable stink bomb.
As the workers loaded the last piece of furniture into the truck, Melissa gave one final self-satisfied glance around, ensuring she had destroyed our house in every possible way.
“I hope you’ve taken everything that’s YOURS,” I said, my arms crossed.
She nodded. “Yup, I’m done, honey. Sorry for the inconvenience.”
Sure, sorry, I thought.
And with that, Melissa left our house and drove away in her shiny SUV. Meanwhile, Roger sat on the ground with his hands on his head.
“I’m so sorry,” he said as tears trickled down his cheeks. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know how to tell you. She called me a few days ago and told me she’d come over, but I had no idea she was serious. I never thought she’d do this to us.”
I sighed and sat down next to him.
“It’s alright, babe,” I said, caressing his arms. “I wouldn’t want to live in a house furnished by your ex-wife anyway.”
At that point, I could’ve yelled at Roger, blamed him, and made him feel terrible about the situation, but I knew things weren’t in his control. Besides, that’s exactly what Melissa wanted.
She wanted to see us fight and break apart, and I wasn’t going to give her that satisfaction.
“Instead of apologizing, I want you to buy me new furniture, okay?” I chuckled. “Anything I pick. I want to make this place feel like home again.”
“I’ll do that,” he looked up at me with a smile. “I’ll buy every piece of furniture that you want. I promise.”
I held his hand and squeezed it hard.
“I love you, Roger, and I’ll always be there for you,” I said. “We’ll get through this together.”
As we lay on the bedroom floor that night, I realized that I didn’t need Melissa’s furniture to make my house feel like home. I had Roger, and that was all I needed.
But the story doesn’t end here.
A few days later, while scrolling through Facebook, I stumbled upon a post in one of the local groups. It was from Melissa, and it was clear she was desperate.
HELP NEEDED URGENTLY! Does anyone know how to get rid of a horrible, rotting meat smell in furniture? I recently moved some old furniture into a storage unit, and within days, it started smelling like something died inside.
I’ve tried airing it out, deep cleaning, and even using baking soda, but nothing works! The smell is unbearable, and I can’t even walk into the storage room without gagging. Please, if anyone has tips, I’m losing my mind here!
I couldn’t help but chuckle while reading her frantic post. All her wealth, all her pride, and she was brought down by a few pieces of hidden shrimp.
It was the sweetest revenge. Served cold.
What would you have done if you were in my place?
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