MommetCoddler
Mommet Coddler
MommetCoddler

Thank you so much for the great feature and all the kind words! I'm so surprised and excited to see that people like my cosplay. As someone who sees my own face in the mirror every day, I have a lot more trouble seeing the resemblance than others do, but it's fun to hear that people are enjoying my pictures! :)

Pam? Where is she? Where is Eric?? Why is Alcide wearing a shirt? So many questions...

Honestly, the possibility of naked Alexander Skarsgard is pretty much the keeps me coming back.

there is never enough naked Alexander Skarsgard.

If this is your honest, educated opinion maybe teaching isn't for you.

I named her Lulu, after my favorite Yordle. She only responds to "no" and" dear god, stop" right now though.

I got a puppy.... I GOT A PUPPY! *happy dance*

I am interested in your ideas and wish to subscribe to your #newsletter.

I like how he talks about working "9 hours a day, 5 days a week" as if it's an ungodly amount. And what is his job driving around in someone else's car? Drug mule?

Correction: I'm boring, smug, fat and ugly.

Could hashtags be any more annoying? Wait, let me rephrase that. #CouldHashtagsBeAnymoreAnnoying

Chet Haze is a treasure.

Because if it turns out that he loves going to clubs where women hit on him, maybe he's got a little homophobia going on – albeit a mild case.

That's kind of like the time when I was in high school that I went to the grocery store of my small town at 10:30 p.m., walked up to my high school crush at the register and, bold as brass, plunked down a box of maxi pads and a bottle of midol. His face was the most beautiful shade of crimson.

I recently finished a doctoral program that was around 80% men, and I found myself surrounded by guys more often than not. Most of them were dear people that I consider great friends (NOT ALL MEN), but there was a group that would constantly try to make me feel uncomfortable by talking about their favorite porn and

I bought tampons from Duane Reade a few weeks ago, when they were a dollar off with a Duane Reade card. When I went to pay the kid behind the cash register got so nervous over the prospect of acknowledging that I was buying tampons. He went, "Do you have a rewards card for the… for the… (hovers hand over box of

This is exactly how I'd make my older brothers go away when I had friends over.

A couple weeks go, I went to the tampon aisle of a huge grocery store, and there was a very young teen boy unloading boxes of maxi pads, and he sort of winced and was like "Can I help you find anything?" And I was like "No, thanks, I'm good." But afterward, my boyfriend and I joked for about 20 minutes about all the