MrCoxberry and I kiss like this. It's the "I love you, but don't mess up my lipstick" kiss.

My friend's nephew passed away from a brain aneurysm a few monthhs ago; he had been complaining about a headache for a few days.

Zoinks! That does make more sense. My husband and I streamed the series; I probably should have paid more attention.

In the most recent series on Comedy Central, they had the typical human criminals, but there was a deeper, magict mystery that lasted the entire series. It was actually very well done.

As a 12 year old, I would pick up my two sisters after school (who are 7 & 10 years younger) go to the park for a bit, then walk home.

The video wouldn't upload in my first post.

It gives this video a whole different subtext.

Our son was eight months old, the proposal went like this:

They may need to go the electronic route, just convince them that it's a back massager...from Brookstone.

REMEMBER ME! It was a favorite.

Where can I sign up MrCoxberry for this group?

You must do this, then share with us; I think we all need some Oprah in our life.

I'm looking at this on my phone and thought both pictures were frontal photos, until I noticed the pony tail and realized that was the back.

I'm right there with you. What does that say about us?

My mom and watched GH during the summers when I was in elementary school. It wasn't until I was older that I understood the looks adults would give me when I explained that my Barbies were named Anna & Felicia, and my Ken dolls were Robert and Frisco.

I hear you, I had my own doubts when she fell. Then I saw her fall from other angles and it truly looked like an accident; she never saw that orange cone coming. I know she's an actress and all that, so she can deliver a line...or a fall, as it were.

I read this as "republicas ATE people"; that would explain so much.

I admired her so much, I tried to sing 'The Greatest Love of All' in a talent show...it was not pretty. She was my first cassette tape purchase; Micheal Jackson was my record purchase. Makes me afraid to look up my other 'firsts'.

Oh.My.God. I cannot unsee that now.
I need a moment to say bye, bye, bye to my secret crush.

I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it all! I've never been considered "ethereal" (my friends nicknamed be Grace because they figured it was the only way I would get some) but if I had the money and the body type for these clothes, I would have one of everything, more if they came in a variety of colors.