“And at the end of this long presentation, the presenter went into another room and invited all the women in one at a time to pick out which sex toys they are going to buy me.”
“And at the end of this long presentation, the presenter went into another room and invited all the women in one at a time to pick out which sex toys they are going to buy me.”
You are not the only one. I found this movie painfully unfunny. The engagement party scene with the dueling toasts went on for so long, I was cringing.
I’ve only been to one bridal shower, for a friend from college. I ordered a gift off the wedding registry (link provided in the invitation) and brought it with me. It was all fun and games until the bride-to-be started opening gifts. First gift, sexy lingerie. Second gift, sexy lingerie. Third gift, sexy lingerie.…
Nothing like red-hot ears to warm you right up.
I feel like this glass is meant to be a dumping ground for wine corks. When it is sufficiently full, it becomes decor.
They’re hosting, and they’re making an effort.
Do you have a fridge/freezer at work? I bring lunch from home most days, going out to eat maybe once every couple of weeks. I also keep frozen edamame in the freezer, cheese and jam in the fridge, and nuts, dark chocolate, and oatmeal at my desk. Bring in some fruit on Monday.
Oh gosh why do people post 500+ photos of the same selfie/pose, except with a slightly different half-smile in each one?
I was looking at the social media account of my husband’s friend. I’ve never met her but we connected online. I know she’s a lovely person. She hustles. She is working and studying, has a side business, is on a fitness journey, gets out into the world with friends. She also posts a lot of mushy relationship stuff. I…
Not long after I got married, we got a wedding invitation. It was addressed to Mr. and Mrs. <husband’s first and last name>. Elsewhere in the invitation, I was Mrs. <husband’s first, middle, and last name>. I didn’t change my last name, much less my first and middle. This was an invitation from my friend, whom I had…
I have a couple of the Grace Karin dresses from Amazon. They are nicer than I expected.
Tongs are also helpful for short people like me who juuuust can’t reach that water bottle or spice jar up on that shelf.
I do, “I’m checking in” or “I’m following up...”
I don’t have any significant paranormal experiences. I’m a scaredy-cat so I would like it to stay that way. But I get some wicked parasomnia episodes and they are terrifying.
Yeah, the person who made this story up didn’t think it through. Would have been more believable if the girl had been obsessed with death ever since she was small, and had made the request apropos of nothing, years ago.
Haunted Pickup, right, by Sorcia McNasty? That story has stayed with me. Those damn doors banging insistently all at once.
How often do you wash or change your sheets?
About every couple of weeks. I do pillowcases more often. We never get under the covers without showering and don’t eat in bed.
This is so bleak.
I love being able to wander in and out of the Smithsonian museums whenever I feel like it. One of my favourite things to do is visit the Botanic Gardens when it’s really cold outside and wander around the tropical room.
Good for you! What did you see in DC and what museums did you visit?