What kind of cheese did y’all serve? I love cheese. Last weekend we went to dinner at our friends’ house and they were like, “Is it cool if we just do a giant cheese, meat, and fruit platter and call that dinner?” And we were like YES. There were so many cheeses.

Same. I fucking love cheese. Also, I don’t think it resembles a wedding cake soooo much that I would be faked out by it, to me it looks like stacked wheels of cheese? I went to a cheese festival this past summer and there was this huge, beautiful display of cheese wheels. It was like a cheese art installation. It was…

I cook pretty regularly but I never wear an apron. Maybe I should start.

I LOVE black and blue together. Typically, I like a brighter, electric or cobalt blue with black, though, instead of navy with black.

Or maybe their holiday card shoot was scheduled for when Kate still had crazypants morning sickness and they canceled and ended up not rescheduling, so they just went with an existing picture?

Given the length of her hair, that photo had to have been taken a while ago, before the Poland and Germany tour.

There’s not much Christmas-y or holiday tradition-y to just hiring someone to put up all your decorations. I get that’s the way rich people do it, but where’s the fun in that? Picking out a tree and decorating it are a big part of the fun of having a damn tree in the first place.

I was in a tiny little town in south Georgia today and I saw a Hungry Howie’s for the first time in years and years. Maybe they’ve cornered the very small town market?

Some of us (lowers voice to a whisper) *don’t like fries*. Not since I was young enough to get a Happy Meal have my McDonald’s orders included fries. And even back then, I wouldn’t so much eat the fries as I would use them as a vehicle to get ketchup into my mouth, and I would dip the same fry into the ketchup more…

Also a Vandy grad, and we beat Tennessee my senior year for our fifth win (my time coincided with Jay Cutler’s tenure there, though he’s technically a year ahead in school, also he’s a dick). I traveled to Knoxville for the game and it was pretty damn satisfying to beat them at Neyland, though not nearly as exciting…

I make this at home, too. I first made it when I ziftied a sushi roll and, upon delivery, realized the restaurant had forgotten to include the spicy mayo that typically accompanies the roll I had ordered. So I went into the kitchen and played around with mayo, sriracha, and seasonings until it tasted right. I have…

I know why people are worried about a President Pence, but I’m with you, he’ll have basically zero political capital and be somewhat neutered.

Same, but I would rather sacrifice a few bucks on my stock portfolio for the sake of literally upholding democracy as we know it.

Yeah, I think these cats are probably not “fucking terrible cats,” but I think they’re displaying some pretty classic “bad cat” behavior because they are not comfortable in their environment. Either call Jackson Galaxy, or find a loving, child-free home with people who know a bit about cat behavior and motivations.

Seriously. They don’t even have to physically go into an office and they’re showing up late? Amateurs.

Haha, that is def a highlight of Family Guy! Also, that’s a good cat voice! We have three, and I imagine they’re all a little different, and my sweet orange boy definitely gets a doofy voice. He is the sweetest thing on earth, but I figure he has to be at least a little doofy to be as nice as he is.

I think it’s kind of how we attribute sort of evil voices to cats, as a general rule. Doesn’t matter that it could be the sweetest cat in the whole world, cats are, in general, dicks.

I’m so sorry about Doraemon. I have no doubt that he was a good cat.

My holiday disasters seem to happen around Christmas. When I was almost three, I cut my finger off on Christmas Eve and spent the whole night and into the wee hours of the morning at a shitty ER in Tennessee (but they successfully sewed my finger back on, so that’s something).

Wait was that a dig at canned cranberry sauce? I love canned cranberry sauce and I fucking hate the “real” shit.