I wonder if the rumors that Jennifer had a nipple fluffer to make sure she was at at attention all the time.

I'm beginning to question of Rachel even owned a bra post season 3? How did I miss this as a teenager?!? Girl! They may not be big, but they need support!

And an epic poem a la Geoffery Chaucer.

I get it. Now we no longer have to ask the question...

I feel so understood.

Oh, Clone High. I still quote thee daily and I cry when no one knows what I'm referencing. *single tear*

Enemabag is my new go to insult to use besides Douche Canoe and Asshat.

I'm had total three fiancés (two actual marriages). The second one I didn't marry. He kept trying to re-propose in grander ways than the last. It was ridiculous. He ended up being a sociopath who lived for attention and found that proposing got him attention. He later ended up in the Oregon State penitentiary for…

Eeesh. Look at this guy trying to upstage Mr Crockpotter's proposal at the gas station (and again at the Jack in the Box drive through I drove him to, because what sober man proposes right after his gal tells the attendant to put in $25 of regular?)

I may have gotten a smidge excited when Flula appeared. Obviously I mean I screamed and jumped out of my chair and scared the dog.

I didn't even bother with the fancy boutiques. I made a beeline straight to David's, and found one I loved/mother hated. It was fit and flared ivory satin with crisp ruching and a bow at knee length. She wanted me in a vintage inspired lace dress with lace caps that made my armpits itch. Fuck that.

This year the mini Crockpotters are with their dad, so it's just Mr Crockpotter and I this year. This Halloween will be our first staying at home and handing out candy to the kids in our new neighborhood, and I'm excited. Two years ago on our last Samhain alone we went out and got engaged (at the gas station. No joke)…

As an adopted kid, thank you. My bio mom gave me up for adoption at birth because she knew she couldn't give me the life she wanted. My adoptive parents dealt with mom having (and surviving) uterine cancer in the early 80s. Now, the breastfeeding issue wasn't a crusade/inquisition back then do no one batted an…

My Corgidor says"what about me? I haz punkin too"

Bride and Groom met in this enchanting wanna be British pub (but was actually a run down fish and chips joint that hadn't been redecorated since the 70s) while she was cocktail waitressing. She delivered the pitcher of un-ironic at the time PBR to his table where he was sitting with his buddy, who happened to be a…

To back Hugh up, I wouldn't want to be in the third Bridget movie either beside of one (other) reason: No Colin Firth.

I never wstched 7th Heaven ad i haf more entertaining things to do...but I do distinctly getting very bad no no don't come near me vibes when The First Wive's Club came out. I was around 11 then. *shudders*

I make a mean pasta salad. Tri color spiral noodles tossed in Italian dressing with chicken and veggies... Fuck. Now I'm hungry. Great.

I had my kids before attached to my child at all times was a thing. I see my friends having babies now and I'm exhausted just by reading their facebook posts. I relied on our baby swing to let me have a moment of sanity, or shower. Jarred baby food from the grocery store? We had it. Formula for my first? Nowadays I…

My lactose intolerance just kicked in, and I havent taken a bite.