I am having a "Miley Cyrus CAN sing" moment. Remember when that was the big deal? Oh, she sounds like a 50-year-old smoker. Next thing you know, Lindsay Lohan can't get an audience with her.
I am having a "Miley Cyrus CAN sing" moment. Remember when that was the big deal? Oh, she sounds like a 50-year-old smoker. Next thing you know, Lindsay Lohan can't get an audience with her.
Yep. She would be all, "Anna, whatever." I guess she did.
So if you're wearing an Ahhh Bra (or cami), underpants, and socks? The cameras would be clicking! And Acorn slipppers.
I don't know if anyone will read this, but I am want to point out the awe I have for someone who has such compassion and isn't the most communicative person. My guess is that she works for a no-kill shelter.
Don't get me wrong.—my Dorkus Malorkus is healthy. Some of the issues were resolved in the breeding, I guess. The vet just let me know that the pug small nostrils were something I had to be aware of
This woman in my neighborhood adopts pairs of older greyhounds deemed useless because they can no longer race...when nobody else wants them. She's out there with two of them, then one...and then you won't see her for a few months. It's her thing— and I have to admire her.
I adopted a pug/puggle mutt—everyone thinks she's a weird-looking pug—until she starts barking.
"Sad pants" has just become my go-to.
Was a nanny when young, in school, childless. Apparently the first rule of nanny work is that you do not have to care for/put your own children first. I think others who have been in the profession can back me up on that one.
"Artisan" is second to everything being "hand-crafted." Like, opening up a can or bag and dumping it in a cooking vessel: hand-crafted.
Exactly. Some people feel VERY uncomfortable about death, and you have to accept it.
I love that people do that—talk to the dead —in the way of "not forgetting."
No kidding. It is really difficult to stand up for yourself when other teachers/administrators are just trying to keep it quiet.
I thought that they used a lot of oat filler as well. Sheesh. I will fall for the 7-Layer Burrito once in a while.
I like you a lot.
Sure that there are many others out there who can relate to learning by experience (and the embarrassing not knowing/realization). There's nothing like feeling that you did the faux pas (even though you don't even know what the fuck faux pas means).
I'd definitely check it out. I've had some experience with women who chose that path: one who left, some who were the strongest women I've ever known, the backbiters,/social climbers, (convents are dorm crazy) and, like everything in life, the good, the bad, and the ugly.
Hey now. Why do you have to bust on lint?
Hello everyone. I am amazed that anyone would even rec my post. So in honor of the Gay-Straight Alliance, I had this little sticker on my car, which I didn't give jack if anyone saw on top of my break light. And the rainbow poster prominently displayed where it should not be. Let us say that I was in the public eye.…
Way back in the late 90s, this teenager was kind of complaining because the teacher who sponsored the Gay-Straight Alliance was telling the students about his reality of being gay in the 70s/80s. and, in short, attempting to offer the wisdom of the world. Kids being kids, they scoffed at his "olden days" perspective.…