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I didn't see the cotton belly button. I'm getting shades of Coraline's Other Mother. Button eyes.

My husband's Italian grandmother used to beat an egg into hot coffee for the men before they left for their construction jobs. I like the idea of adding butter- will try. Or maybe heavy cream would serve the same purpose.

If you access Amazon through the smile URL they give some of their profit to the charity you choose.

This mandate...I do not understand it. Fashion is not my boss.

I just discovered seriouseats.com and loved their recipe for salmon with lentils.

Excellent advice for all, and entertaining withal. Nice job, Sara Benincasa!

Just want to add that Jay Smooth has beautiful eyes and is hot. I don't even care that he is going bald.

I work in high tech, and I've been treated as a trusted professional at almost every job I've had in this field. The few times I wasn't, I quit. Having a sense of ownership and having my work ethic trusted is very important to me. I wish every workplace were like this. I'm sure workers would be happier and more

A flawless,75 degree day at a beautiful park. Picnic: Spinach quiche, home cooked beans with sauteed onion and olive oil, crusty roll, tomato and cucumber salad. Phone call from one son and the company of another son and hubby. Son brought a Nerf gun. I did target practice at a tree (and hubby) and he patiently

I agree it was funny, but some of the charm is lost for me when kids repeat things they're told to say, that some of them don't even understand. Just my personal reaction, not really a criticism of this video.

This sounded scripted to me. Cute, but not spontaneous at all.

I am so well informed now that my granddaughter is obsessed with Bob the Builder. Highly recommend this show for educating yourself on all things related to big earth moving machines. Over the weekend I was treated to an excruciatingly detailed report on how roads are built.

He misquoted Rumsfield's "unknown known." Case closed.

I grew up in Springfield and I proudly supply all the "r's" in my family. My husband is from Norwood, a town just south of Boston (pronounced "Nahwood").

PSA: hoi polloi does not mean the elite, it means the great unwashed, the many, in short, the plebes.

Has the term "fashion victim" been forgotten? To me, wearing heels that kill your feet make you one. I have a friend who is right now having a prolonged and painful recovery from foot surgery to correct problems caused by nasty shoes.

I don't believe in a God, but I've always had a strong sense that there's something bigger, numinous, and inherently joyful out there. Call it the life force or a fleeting chemical state in my brain, but I've experienced it directly in what the Zen folks call Sartori. It's good enough for me. That's why I'd never call

This is delightful!

Nice picture! What's the story with the non-matching plaid skirts?

I like Hillary, and I'd love to see a woman president (I cried when Geraldine Ferraro was nominated for VP). But I wish Hillary would not run. I'd like to see Elizabeth Warren or another great woman try it. I think Hillary has too much baggage and she'd lose.