I can’t think of a better response than hers. I genuinely laughed.
I can’t think of a better response than hers. I genuinely laughed.
I’ve donated to Planned Parenthood for decades, but when I gave to Abortion Care Network and got a hand written thank you note, it struck differently. The immediacy of how contributions to ACN can impact independent clinics, their particular needs and specific considerations, feels very personal and impactful.
I loved the Cathy strip, I love this article, full of wins and losses (very relatable), and OMG, I love the autographed photo of Tonya Harding in the Mango Chutney Cheese Spread photo. Pure delight all the way around.
This is a true love story. Compassion, servitude, and resignation wrapped up together beautifully.
I seldom buy heavy whipping cream, but I see that changing quickly. This looks... wow!
There has to be the promise of a reality show behind this, too. I’m betting there will be cameras following every step of the way for an “in depth, behind the scenes look at what it really takes to run a campaign,” blah, blah, blah, complete with quiet tears behind closed doors, lots of supportive hugs from her…
Yowza! They’re spectacular!
Ah! Thank you. I’m crazy about eggy, puffy popovers, and adding the cheese will take it over the top (in a good way, natch).
When do you add the cheese, and what kind? I make popovers, but never with cheese, and it sounds really good.
I’ve wanted a better scooper for cookies, but I kind of thought they were all the same. Thanks for your recommendation — I ordered the scoop set and the herb scissors from the Jenaluca site this morning. Since I can’t offer you a commission for it, I’ll at least dedicate my next batch of cookies to you!
During the stunning, boring mess of Trump’s lawyers today, I kept going back to the cat video over and over and busting up laughing every single time.
I’ve joined the succulents bandwagon, and it gives me so much pleasure. I look at them every single day (um, more than once a day, if I’m being honest), looking for any sign that there’s new growth or a bloom, a bottom leaf that needs to be removed, anything to let me know that there’s been a passage of time, and that…
Herendeneth, our moms... it makes me tear up.
When I was eight or nine I rode my bike to the drugstore and bought my mom some bright orange clip-on earrings with several little shiny orbs hanging on them. I thought they were beauuuuuutiful. My mom never wore earrings. I gave them to my mom for Christmas, and I can remember at least twice when she and my dad were…
Or, “I knew this was wrong and would bring about a lot of discussion and condemnation, and here I am, now with a larger audience.” Too cynical?
I’m an avid fan of Tana French, especially the Murder Squad series, but this one didn’t hit the mark for me like the others. Some of it I cast off as leading with an American protagonist, plus the rural setting instead of Dublin. No matter, really; I’ll happily go back and re-read her previous novels and feel their…
Pod Save, your response is exactly what I’ve wondered about. I extend compassion and a great big thank you for your honesty. Also, I hope you embrace the beauty of being a Slavic maiden because that sounds stunning, and I expect you can carry it with great style.
I remember this story. And while this article was debunked, you can imagine the overall premise of “surprise!” features on a child isn’t outside the realm of possibility.
I’m always curious about what it’s like for children to have parents who have undergone plastic surgery. What happens if your nose (for example) looks like the mother’s original nose, the nose that she thought was ugly? What would it be like to grow up knowing that your features were deemed “not good. enough” by your…
I second the appreciation for SarahBeth. I’ve tried some others, but SarahBeth seems to do less talking, which is something I appreciate. Tell me where to put my hand, tell me to stretch back through my heel, and keep the chatter to a minimum, please. Also, it’s good to be able to tailor my daily yoga to my moods. I…