Several years ago, Brandon Marshall was fined for wearing green shoes for World Mental Health day. He responded by donating an equivalent amount of money to a mental health charity.

Several years ago, Brandon Marshall was fined for wearing green shoes for World Mental Health day. He responded by donating an equivalent amount of money to a mental health charity.
I just found out that I am pregnant, the day before my brother’s wedding. I drank a lot of sparkling water with lime and no one knew the difference. Best of luck in your quest to become a stuffed crust pizza (which I love and may steal).
I don’t know if it exactly is what you are looking for, but I support Women for Women International. For 30 dollars a month, you are paired with a woman from a war-torn country and support her for a year as she has vocational training as well as classes on health and women’s rights in her country. You write and…
I recently had a patient who asked me a barrage of sex ed questions when I was pre-rounding on her in the morning. She indicated that her upstate SC sex ed was pretty much just abstinence talk, so we went the gamut. We went from “how do lesbians have safe sex?” and “can lesbians get pregnant?” to “and what about…
I’m a size 18 in most retail stores; I ended up with a Mori Lee dress that was $600 and gorgeous (will gladly share photos if you end up being interested in seeing what one of her dresses looks like on a real bride). Her dresses go to 32W (mine was a 22W), and the bridal consultant who helped me pick out my dress told…
I am obsessed with the Alabama White Sauce at one of our local BBQ places; I think they make it with lemon juice instead of apple cider vinegar. It is a revelation on brisket.
My good friend and husband are named Joe and Joey, respectively. One time I was drunk in my friend’s back seat and texted “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you when I get home,” to my husband. My friend, from the driver’s seat, just says “that’s an interesting text you just sent me.” Drunk me responded “I didn’t send…
Seriously. I wish I had found out this very important information yesterday, before my 26 hour trauma surgery call.
My two brothers and I all threw up in a Red Lobster, at the same lunch. We had gone to meet my dad there for lunch, and we all ate clam chowder. He left to go back to work while my mom paid. That’s when we all started barfing. One of us at the table, one in the bathroom, and me running from the table to the bathroom.…
All told, ours was right at 20k - if we had had professional cake(s), invitations and decor, it probably would have been a good 1-2k more.
We ended up around 21K, maybe a little more when all was said and done. We live in Charleston, SC, which is a pretty big wedding town, and the average wedding here is 25K.
Tom Junod described it best:
These videos always make me bawl (along with Mr. Rogers accepting his Emmy and the video of all of the grown-ups on Sesame Street explaining Mr Hooper's death to Big Bird), but I can't not watch them any time they are linked because they are truly amazing. But damn, that "Thank you, Kermit" at the end of "It's Not…
The death of a person in your life has a weird way of making everything they used or touched or (especially) gave to you special. And you're left sitting there, with a dumb saved email or (in my case) a very emotional expired can of soup, trying to walk the line between insanely sentimental and appropriately…
Thank you - only a little more than a year until I finish! My research was in mitochondrial biology; half of it was in renal disease and the other half in traumatic brain injury. I plan to go to residency in pediatric neurology and plan to specialize in mitochondrial medicine and continue in that research vein.
That's all beautiful. It's always hard to imagine the limits of better/worse, sickness/health, and it is harder still to be pushed to those limits. I would not have blamed my husband if he had fled, quickly, and never talked to him again. I don't think anyone would have - he endured what most people consider their…
Sadly, he is one of a kind. His mom didn't think she would be able to have children because of PCOS, but they got pregnant and had him. I read the birthday card she wrote him the year he turned two, which was the same year she had to have a hysterectomy and found out that he would be her only one. Bawling does not…
My husband and I met and started dating as teenagers. A few years into our relationship I started to have bouts of depression. Then, 3.5 years into the relationship, I started compulsively cheating on him and had bouts where I never slept. Somewhere in the middle of this, we got engaged. He found out about the 5th…
On my RSVPs, I mostly put normal wedding stamps. Except for my best friend, who shares a deep love of dark humor with me: he got a Sylvia Plath stamp.