I would rather not get married than host a cash bar with shitty food.
I would rather not get married than host a cash bar with shitty food.
oh god i hadn't heard of it but assumed it was a push for healthier eating habits. Like the Meatless Monday thing. I am so naive.
I told all of my friends that I didn't like this guy that much. That he was "too nice" (what does that even mean?!?) and I couldn't see it. Two years later, we are happily cohabitating and talking about marriage when we get drunk.
I agree with everything you're saying, and have been trying to get more protein into my diet (I'm consistently eating about 70g/day, which is a little more than half of what I should get). My biggest issue? Cost. Fish is expensive, and so is chicken if you want to get the organic/no added antibiotics/etc. Cottage…
My cohabitating bf blows his nose and then proceeds to FOLD the tissue into a neat little square before throwing it out. This is crazy, right? Doesn't most of the world crumple? Am I the crazy one?
HARVARD
Hey now, Old Navy yoga pants are NOT just as good. They are FUCKING BETTER.
Ha! My cousin is getting married; the last time I saw him and cautiously asked about wedding planning his response was "I fucking hate pinterest!" Apparently his fiance is going a little pin-crazy
yeah... between the man and I, we have Irish, Polish and German heritages. There will be more than two drinks per person. Though there might be a lot more vodka.
Me too! Which is why I want it to simply be the whole thing. I have always felt that making people sit down for dinner disrupts the social flow and makes people tired. Plus! The food is never that good and you end up eating drunk tacos or pizza at 11:30. I worked weddings as a server for a catering company in college…
My only quibble is that you RETURNED the wine and cheese!?!?! Dude, keep that shit and consume it yourselves :)
Hmm... my research says $60 for the license, and then $10 cash for the ceremony. Maybe it varies by state? I live in Chicago, and once/month they do civil ceremonies at the gorgeous cultural center, so obviously this is what I have my heart set on. It takes some serious planning and luck, but I want to do it. Maybe…
My dream? $10 courthouse wedding, with a 3 hour cocktail party starting at 8pm (so kids will already be in bed). Lots of wine and small bites, mingling, maybe dancing. Done.
I adopted my little lady from a shelter a couple years ago; I was so eager to give her so much love and many treats. A few months later, I was vaccuming the couch and found about 12 milk bones in the cushion. She doesn't do that as much anymore; I think she's figured out that she's got a good thing going here and…
I suggested that too and he insists that these were different!
Mr. Queso has been to China twice in the last year; the first time he went to Beijing and the Square was on lock down because of some political event. They aren't even going to let a whisper of a protest happen.
I overhead that one the other day, referring to me, and I was FURIOUS. That bitch is dead to me.
Have you listened to the two-part episode of This American Life entitled Cops See it Differently? Curious as to what your thoughts are. I found it very interesting on the different training programs provided to police officers in different cities, and what works versus what doesn't. It's worth a listen.
Whenever my uncle caught my cousins and their friends misbehaving, which was often, he would say "I won't tell your parents, but you have to write me a book report. And I get to pick the book." Those boys are the most well-read boys in the entire city.
For real. I can give up cookies. Can't remember the last time I had a girl scout cookie. All desserts, for that matter. But take away my red wine? I'll cut you.