My colleague and her husband changed both their last names when she got pregnant- they combined the first half of his with the last half of hers.

GIVE ME MY SLEEVES BACK, DAMMIT.

I spent time in rural Idaho growing up, and there are just some places that are so homogenized in this country that people living there never get exposure to any kind of diversity or different ideas. The combo of systemic rural poverty + lack of diversity makes a great breeding ground for white supremacy.

Don’t forget Hurricane, UT (Hurri-cun).

Obligatory cat photo:

This dummy is the only man I’ll ever need.

I just have to say that “Luann D’Agostino” makes me think of langostino and now I’m really hungry.

There are so many nice nuggets of WTF, but this was a delight- “Plus, it’s the 100th year of the First World War.” Like, I know what he meant, but it’s pretty funny.

Exactly. She was a beautiful, intelligent woman and an alcoholic. I’m so glad you’ve made the choice to do something about it when you’re still healthy. Trust me, it’s going to make a huge difference.

Truly, congratulations on your choice and I wish you the best of luck! My mother just died of alcohol-induced liver failure. Believe, that is not the way to go. Your future self is going to thank you.

Yeah, that was a fun one to explain to the vet. She ate a third of our living room throw rug in that same week, fun times.

My dog is specifically anti-crate, to the point where she broke her front teeth chewing the door when we attempted to crate-train her.

Last night I made a good homey dinner my mom would have been proud of and watched Fried Green Tomatoes, which was one of her favorites.

I guess it comes down to how visceral you want your baked goods experience to be- I want to have my pie and then lick it off my fingers, too.

Look.

So my mom died two weeks ago and I have to say, eating a whole pie is not a unique or unusual showing of grief. Maybe like twelve pies, but not just one.

My mother is dying.

And they’re generally people who are otherwise technologically inept- like, you can’t figure out how to attach a file to an email, so who the fuck showed you how to add a papyrus background and blue cursive?

When I first went to my CNM, I’d discovered a marble-sized lump in my breast and about had a heart attack. She held my hand and told me everything was going to be okay, which was definitely not a thing anyone had ever done before for me.

Good to know. I actually have no intention of giving birth, so I don’t have any experience with that aspect.