Aw, come on. With this tragic past, she could also be a governess. 

When I was probably 3 or 4, my dad took me with him on an errand to Hardware Hank, which I loved because I got a free bag of stale popcorn at the end. Now, there’s not much for a little kid to do in a small hardware store that doesn’t involve getting into trouble, and I am still only human at last check. So I’m…

This. A very well-said and thoughtful take! Thank you!

Wooooow. Yup, that sounds like a Borderline mom! Congrats on the ten years of drama-free living!

I LOOOOVE the skyways! One day I’m gonna just do a skyway hike and see how far I can go without going outside (The Street is Lava!). Something so fantastic about going from building to building with your coat unzipped and your hat off when it’s so cold you have to stop wearing earrings ’cause the metal will freeze.

I miss when mine would go out of town for video shoots. He knew that I’d be doing mac & cheese line tastings & not pick up after myself for two full weeks. He’d even remind me the day before he came back so that I could clear evidence of my me-time debauchery if I desired. Good times. *sigh*

Listen here, Lars. Just because YOU don’t think you sexually harassed Björk, doesn’t mean you didn’t. As she stated, coming from a country with the closest thing to gendee parity, she might have a better idea than the rest of us what the nuances are. And then there’s this thing about believing victims. TBH, that…

Too bad Jack Chick died. He’d have been a perfect portraitist for Trump.

I work in grocery retail and at a store party one of the managers got plastered and gave almost all the women very, very sloppy kisses. We all panic-laughed it off. Over ten years later I still recoil & gag at the memory, but I can see (knowing company dynamics at the time) how reporting it wouldn’t have made a lick…

OMG, this was so me as a kid. I don’t even know how much begging I must have done for my allergic, asthmatic Dad to let me have one by the time I was 8. I must have been relentless. (By the time I was out of college, he wouldn’t let me have my cat back, ‘cause they were buds. I had to get my own, he said.)

I would just like to report that my building of 30 units is currently sharing one working dryer. The finished load (heh) that I ousted on FRIDAY is still sitting on a countertop in the laundry room. FIVE DAYS LATER. In a real-life, non-college-dorm building in a big city.

Hee ... My first thought when I saw that smirky mugshot was, “Oh, honey, you’d better get your roots done before your trial!”

Re: that Lea Michele pic: can anyone tell me what IS going on in that passenger seat? It looks like a small, fluffy animal standing up to me and that would mean she locked an animal in a car which means BAD.

C’mon, Ang. Everyone knows you go to Costco or Home Depot for hot dogs. Duh. You go to Target to wait an exorbitant amount of time for slightly-inaccurately-made Starbucks.

Just had a flashback to fostering kittens, in the awful days when they were too young to litter-train and still had worms. So. Much. Poopy. Laundry. Charlie’s Soap really is the best laundry detergent.

I rarely actually laugh out loud while reading, but this made me crack up to the point of tears, and I even farted a little.

Very smart! Huskies are also very talkative, which would make very close neighbors a potential problem.

I’m such a fangirl, I’d then frame the invoice. Maybe learn some scrapbooking to truly preserve the email exchange. Show all my friends when they come over.

The last quote in the article was so precious. He’s talking about how hard the next six weeks are going to be, as he uses his right hand “for social media.”

Similar story here — ADD, Sensory Processing Sensitivity (NOT the same thing as Autism, I know, don’t intend to minimize your struggle), didn’t get diagnosed until mid-30s. Would have made a world of difference through adolescence & college — especially in how the ADD and Sensory Processing Sensitivity interact. But I…