I don't think I'll drink during pregnancy only because one glass of wine is only going to make me want a second one. And a third.

Yeah, my boyfriend would totally tell me if a friend of his sent a dick pic so that we could discuss what is wrong with that friend.

Yes, every day of the week and twice on Sunday.

I also have a thing for John Goodman! And so does my best friend's mom. He's a hunk of love.

I got to see him speak a couple months ago and he called me up on stage and I got to shake his hand and it was everything I could do to not squeal that I'd had a crush on him since Jr. High. Love me some Alan Alda.

I don't think he's old enough for this list. Love him, though.

Still looking good after all these years.

I thought I was the only person thrilled to get socks. Preferably Christmas socks.

I got a new Kindle, cash, an airline ticket to Panama to visit my brother, and the most delicious chocolates I've ever eaten. It was a good Christmas.

Don't worry, it's actually way more likely that your dogs will eat your face after you die than your cats.

Now if they'd just invent a spray that prevents me from falling on my face in said fabulous heels, I'd be all set.

I keep hearing this, but we have two recently adopted chocolate point Siamese and they are nearly silent! They also are the worst jumpers of any cats I've ever met. They need a stool to get up on the couch.

The deli down the street from my office has a breakfast sandwich of nutella, peanut butter, and banana on sourdough. It's divine.

That made me cry. I'm glad you have such wonderful girls and I'm sorry for what you're going through. Sending positive healing thoughts your way.

So good! And easy, too. I make these all the time. Bacon wrapped dates with goat cheese are good, too.

My best friend's very naive grandma used to work at a bar. When confronted with a rowdy group of drunks, she very sternly told them, "If you don't calm down, I'm going to 69 the whole lot of you!" 86, Grandma, 86.

I know, I'm the worst.

I make this horrible gross noise scratching my throat because allergies that my boyfriend HATES.

Raquel Welsh has a painting in the attic getting older and older. She is supernaturally gorgeous.

My boyfriend gets pretty crabby when he doesn't eat and his blood sugar gets out of wack. I try to keep in front of it and catch it before it happens because once it happens he gets SO insulted when I suggest he might need to eat something, that he's just being crabby because he's hungry. I understand, because that's…