CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.

If he’s made bail by then!

After this, he might be a former VP at Citibank.

we are now boarding the passengers seated in the no class section of our fight.

“You’re already going to jail.”

More baby animal news....hatching of bald eagle eggs has possibly started and can be followed on an eagle cam:

Aaaaaand, another day gone! Thanks!

I get where you’re coming from but based on experience working in shelters the mentality of, “They’re hungry, they should just be happy they’re getting food,” crushes the motivation of people who go there. A nice meal makes them feel important and respected.

That hit me so hard. I feel that way about my mom but I never expressed it to anyone.

I think those two things can exist separately as well, and if that brings you comfort then that’s a great thing. I just don’t ascribe to an idea of the soul or that there’s a cosmic life force that unites us. I’m comforted by the idea that this world, this one life, is all there is for me. And 99% of the time this…

My beliefs aside, I do find it very insensitive when people say ‘it’s part of God’s plan’ or ‘we’ll see her again some day.’ Like, no, I don’t want to believe that God purposely killed my loved one and as for being reunited with the deceased person - that’s usually one of the last things a grieving person needs to…

A PLETHORA OF PANDAS FOR YOU

For what it’s worth, part of me hopes that you’re right and I’m wrong. Dealing with grief as a non-believer has been one of the more difficult things I’ve ever had to do. One of the things that really surprised me in the aftermath was how angry/jealous I was of people who believed, and who were so certain in their…

I packed my bags and paid my bill,
And I’m turnin’ in my key.
And if those sad souls down in the lobby ask for me,
Just tell’em
I’m checkin’ out of this heartbreak hotel.

She was the best. This is just so heartbreaking, but she’s with Carrie.

Pizza in the mourning
Pizza in the grieving
Pizza at somber times

Bagel BitesⓇ

God, but don’t I understand this impulse. I wanted to crawl into my friend’s casket with her last year. I still do. I wanted to be with her. I wanted to have a glass of wine with her. And more than anything, I wanted to be the kind of person who believed that we would be reunited in some kind of afterlife. The thought…

If there is an after life, I like to think Carrie is chiding her mother saying “Jesus, could you not even give me 24 hours before you stole my limelight?!”

We are planning a Hygge themed wedding. The bridesmaids’ dresses will be warm Scandinavian knit sweaters, the groom has been growing a long bushy beard and on the wedding day he’ll be hiding cinnamon sticks and star anise in it and the bride will be driven into the wedding venue in a 1974 beige Volvo station wagon.…