Hiding my spaghetti in my glass of milk while I silently sobbed so my mom wouldn't hear me and see me hiding it is one of my worst childhood memories.
Hiding my spaghetti in my glass of milk while I silently sobbed so my mom wouldn't hear me and see me hiding it is one of my worst childhood memories.
My sister-in-law let facebook know that her 18 month old son had started touching himself in the bath. I broke my 'no fights on facebook' policy and ripped her a new one.
Agreed. If I had Sean Parker money I would have a crazy wedding too. But my idea of crazy is like, truffles on errythang. And fireworks. And a sundae bar.
Upwards of $3 million.
I read this in his breathy voice.
I never thought of that! That's so dangerous!
Off topic, but this photo made me think of all the times I 'lost' my mom as a child. you know how you would turn around in a grocery store and poof, mom was gone? Once, I walked up to a woman with similar hair and clothing as my mom, and hugged her legs. She shrieked, because she was obviously not my mother and did…
It's a pump that has eaten her toes, I think.
Katy Perry's shoes are a crime.
Thanks! I laugh every time I see it. And think of his bum.
I love inner monologues. Especially capped off with a gif. Thanks Lindy!
Do not tell them that you are pregnant. Like you said, it's the very early stages (congratulations!!). You are not obligated to reveal that you are pregnant until you are ready to do so, and conventionally not until you are through the first trimester.
I bought these super awesome shorts by Jockey that are light and breathable, but prevent chub rub. I wear dresses every day in the summer, so they've been a lifesaver. I asked the same question on Groupthink not too long ago, and many people suggested Gold Bond powder or anti-chafing cream.
Thank you for your unmatched coverage of NYFW, and for giving me the happiest 15 minutes of my day (when I read rag trade). Good luck, we will miss you!
Hart of Dixie is my favourite show right now.
He was the pride and joy of Vancouver, especially at a Canucks game. My sister works at the Pacific Rim hotel, and saw him night before last in the restaurant. She heard from co-workers that he was incredibly nice to everyone.
I'm gonna let you finish, Meagan, but the VANCOUVER OLYMPICS WERE THE BEST OLYMPICS OF ALL TIME. OF ALL TIME.
There's only one place to get them at the moment: Swiss Bakery on Third near Main. I haven't actually eaten one myself because I'm living about 7 hours from Vancouver now, but my sister said they're pretty delicious. People line up out the door for them which is pure insanity.
I would like to state for the record that Vancouver's version of the cronut is called a frissant (fried croissant) and this name is FAR SUPERIOR.
Another reason why I'm grateful to live in Canada. Free medical care! Child tax credits! A whole year of parental leave! Timbits!