I can say with near-certainty that the author would be honored by your comment and that he's likely doing that this very minute. I can almost hear him clapping his tiny hands with glee!

I have two people on Facebook currently trying to sell me oils. One is a family member and is hard to tell to buzz off. But seriously! The shit they ascribe to oils is absolutely ridiculous. Not getting the flu, treating the flu, ending my baby's pacifier use, even my lifelong chronic, severe asthma can be cured with…

Um, excuse me? Ever heard of a little movie called POMPEII?

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Or how about Stacey Dash (not that anyone really takes her seriously, but still) saying, "Bill Cosby never sexually assaulted ME!" as if that's the conclusive proof needed to silence these accusations and speak to the man's true character.

I never thought to feud through baked goods, and I am SO happy someone out there is doing it!

Bill Hader would be the best dad ever. (Besides my dad, natch.) Think of story time with him! I adore him and hope he has tons and tons of work forever.

Here's my favorite picture of America's New Boyfriend (at least, favorite with his shirt on):

holy goodness, what a beauty. And she's still stunning! I'll have what she's having.

I'm choosing to believe the toddlers did this on their own as a scheme to get to the cookie jar.

I keep reading it as Revulva, who is her OBGYN twin.

Penling? Penwing.

no kidding! She is really great on the show.

Kiernan Shipka's eyebrow game is strong. As is everything else about her. She is so poised.

Yeah, I saw it referred to as "Eat, Pray, Hike", but her story has a lot more struggle and darkness in it.

I loved, loved, loved the book and can't wait to see the movie. If Reese can capture even a 10th of Cheryl Strayed's raw grief and deep emotionality, she'll be nominated for an Oscar.

I did a gender swap with my then-boyfriend one year. Nothing too creative, but I went as a male yodeler and he as the female. HOWEVER, he was not as comfortable with his masculinity as either one of us thought. He was tremendously insecure in the "sexy" costume (even though there was no chance of him being mistaken…

I want this to be my birthday party. It is literally as punk rock as I will ever get.

This does not read "mom" or "housewife" to me, but then, that's not the point, is it?

If Jill Duggar isn't using local, small batch, artisanal Word Of God to manage her childbirth pain, I have to question just how much she actually cares about her baby.