I just had my second inserted recently, and for the second time the (male) doctor said “it should be about as bad a Pap smear.” Only this most recent time, I knew damn well it was going to 1000X times as bad as a pap, and I told him. He suggested a local, but all I could imagine was a shot of Novocaine. Now I wonder…

I realized when my mother died that my father (who I have met three times) was my heir and got myself to a lawyer with a quickness.

Oh god, I had to read this about 4 times before I realized that the IRS agent was making the dispensary owner pay off the IRS agent’s student loans. I was reading it that the IRS agent made the dispensary owner pay off his own student loans, and I could not, for the life of me, figure out why he would care.

My husband is also the grilled cheese master. I can cook anything else (no matter how complicated or tedious) but his grilled cheese is just better. I don't know why.

Thanks for the recommendations—will check them out!!

Children, I graduated from high school in 1971! Ya shoulda seen me back in the day, in my purple velvet maxi coat with faux-fur trim and my waist-length braided hair with feathers. Janis Joplin was my style icon.

One of the little boys in that picture is around the same age at Tamir Rice. I read the caption and then proceeded to burst into tears at my desk - same smile, same skin, and two totally different narratives. I didn’t realize exactly how taxing living through this is until I was ugly crying at work over a picture of…

I once realized I needed to get out more when I was at the grocery store (sans baby for once) and realized I was doing the side to side rock. All by myself. I probably looked like I was nuts.

“Your parents mated well, please congratulation them.”

I just finished season 2! She was excellent. I actually felt like Season 2 was better than season 1. She and Marianne Jean-Baptiste were both terrific.

I loved her on Broadchurch so much.

My mom and I used to do the “football carry” (belly down on your forearm, head resting on forearm, arms and legs straddling arm. Second arm wrapped under for support) on my cousins when they were heftier and it worked like a charm. Same kind of reflex maybe?

It’s a Manawa Wera Haka only performed at special events like funerals.

Young, scared, pregnancy hormones, fear, tepidation......
The baby is safe that’s all that matters.

My grandmother once told my mom that their old neighbors had moved to San Francisco, and were down the street from a very nice band. The Happily Buried.

Where I live, people think the purpose of an apostrophe is to warn the reader than an “s” is coming at the end of the word.

I kinda swoon at the Prez on the floor with a baby. I am going to miss this presidency so hard when its over.

Pope baby’s red shoes are just a fantastic touch.

I love how President Obama is all, “Michelle! Look at this shit! It’s the baby Pope. Michelle, seriously, LOOK! THIS KID! <3” And she’s like, “Barack. Honey, I see it. Kid is cute, but take it down to a 3 here, honey.”

Maybe I’m cynical, but it’s not much different then the treatment you get with yellow cabs. I can see why it’s still a thing because the choice is between two transportation options that both have a chance you might encounter an abusive and creepy weirdo, but one of them is more convenient then the other. At least the…