Bonnets? BONNETS! do you have first hand knowledge of this?! I'm too tired to google.

Women! Ammirite? (I got all stupid too. Don't feel bad).

You are NOT helping. We've just lost the second bunny in as many months (older ladies, it was their time) and the LittlestMoon is all, "Let's get a puppy" for the remaining rabbit.
Not. Helping. At all.

Hell to the yeah! Right now in our relationship is the best sex evah, and we've been doing it for twenty-some odd years!

Hell to the yeah! Right now in our relationship is the best sex evah, and we've been doing it for twenty-some odd years!

It happened to MrMoon and I, although not so close together. It's depressing as fuck and easy to just want to give up. Don't. Take advantage of every resource available to you-do not be too proud. This is what the world is now, and you know what? You are gonna be okay!

Black cohosh. Anyone want to weigh in on that? Doctor swears I'm not perimenopausal, (too young, says she. whatever) but I'm definitely going through something here. Little waves of warm, no sweats, only at night, after ten.

I love your mom-even if she's a little rogue. At least she called poison control!
If I told the boys this they'd be all "let's see if it passes through our system!" I'm sorta the house where they hang out without fear (I do have rules, and they know it, but they feel pretty good here) so I doubt they'd rat me out. But…

I hope I'm the only one of my kid's friend's moms that reads this. I made about twenty-four whompin' biscuit cinnamon rolls for a bunch of boys this morning. I don't wanna get sued. On the other hand, they're teenagers. Their stomachs are impervious to damn near everything.

Maybe try watching from an art of film perspective? It's really beautifully shot. And you forget that it's supposed to be about Hannibal, and not Will. Of course, Will is my boyfriend. I'll watch anything with Hugh Dancy in it.

Where's my bestie tonight?

I am the product of a catholic school education, with catholic parents. But they happened to be very liberal and forward thinking. I actually was that hippie kid.

God. Me too. My dad's wife, my son's girlfriend, my other son's nanny. What business is it of yours, anyway?

Hi twin. Despite being a cheerleader in school, and able to navigate in stilettos, I walk I to walls that don't even exist. It's a gift.

What the hell, right? You say you want to hook up, we're adults, let's do this! It should be that easy. But more often than not, I find the guys are upset about being 'used.' When the boundaries were clearly defined. Women are obviously not the only ones that think in terms of hearts and flowers.

Anytime I've tried to casually hook up or invite someone in to our party, they want more. As in "relationship." Wich is weird to me, because I was always led to believe that men want wild monkey sex whenever with whomever, but ladies won't do it without something more being offered. Men? Is this true? I just like sex.…

Anytime I've tried to casually hook up or invite someone in to our party, they want more. As in "relationship." Wich is weird to me, because I was always led to believe that men want wild monkey sex whenever with whomever, but ladies won't do it without something more being offered. Men? Is this true? I just like sex.…

Adorbs! Let's watch a chick flick, drink International Coffees, and pet that kitten.

I need the White House videographers to come tape my pets. Particularly our bunnies. Because we need to be able to have our furry companions immortalized in slo-mo and set to music. Who do I contact?

Even though I'm married to him in my mind, I will license you to use that gif as often as you damn well please.