I love that baby. I love Chrissy Teigan and John Legend.

Whenever I have cake or cupcakes, I scrape off all the frosting. Frosting is wrong and bad.

Haven’t had a cupcake yet that had more than one bit of cake. They seem to be an excuse to eat a ginormous amount of poor quality frosting.

There is only ice cream cake, then the void.

CUPCAKES ARE OVERRATED! There I said it!

Thank goodness. I read it and a hillbilly voice in my head also whispered “taters” for some reason.

I was just wondering why no one jumped on the obvious...

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh. One of the biggest Trumpy-Dumpy supporters in my office announced this to me like we’d landed on fucking Mars. I asked her what was in the Paris Agreement and she said she didn’t know—she’s just happy America isn’t getting screwed anymore.

THIS IS SHADE RIGHT?! JUDGE BROWN?! Can I get a ruling?

She’s been away working and I need to get her on social media all ‘Hiiiii let’s catch up how are you how is the family cool cool good tell me your Sean Bean stories lest I be hit by a bus tomorrow and wander the earth forever as a tormented spirit’ and then I will come back and tell you all.

My friend works in TV and film and she says she has not one but two stories about Sean Bean that are so filthy she couldn’t say them in front of our friend’s teenage daughter. I have never heard these stories and I no longer see this friend regularly. I fear I will die without ever having heard the rude Sean Bean…

Oh my goodness, assistants have the BEST, THE MOST INSANE gossip.

As I have written before, my daughter died when she was five in 2011, two months after being diagnosed with an inoperable and malignant brain tumor. There is no cure for her type of tumor - DIPG - and current treatments do little more than extend life for a few months.

I would never give up fighting for the life of one of my children, rational or not. I don’t think there are any bad guys here, this is just really, really sad.

I hope when my children are in their thirties, they will know that their mother and I value each of them more than one percent each.

His parents really missed the opportunity to call him “Rusty.”

Does the family fix cars!? I need to know.

lol, okay. But what’s his real name?