That is the sweetest story ever.

I feel like we should get Jim Carrey to weigh in on Amanda’s fertility concerns.

I have so many great ones but I don't want to post my siblings/parents without their consent. So I will settle for this one which shows the same style principles (white, pink, platinum hair) to which I still abide. Well done, baby panther.

LOVE THEM

Love it. I had really tiny shoulders as a child and my straps would always fall down. My mom says there was another little girl at preschool who would follow me around fixing them all the time.

Um WOW.

That’s a good idea! I’m at the point where a friend told me last week that she isn’t going to be able to afford the trip after all and my first thought was “Oh man this TOTALLY solves my problem with table #3” :/

Yup. People complain to my boss that I’m “unfriendly” because I’ve finally realized that I shouldn’t have to apologize for things that I have no control over or aren’t my fault. If you’re not a sweet smiling pushover, you’re an ice queen bitch.

He is my hero too.

OMG yes. I live in a really isolated town surrounded by crazy rugged mountains/river/ocean and there are a ton of stories about horrible ways people have died doing things outdoors. Last month my friend was visiting and as we were driving a boring stretch of highway I made conversation by telling gruesome death…

“I have never had a dream in my life” hahahhahaa I love this. I always do that when people want to talk about something annoying or boring, just pretend I haven't heard of it or seen it or understand what they're saying at all. But this a whole other level. Well played.

I would tell them about all the cute things my cats did that day. And my overactive bladder. (I finally went to the doctor and got medicine for it today! Yay!)

That sounds amazing. I love grandparents.

This used to be my daily exchange with an idiot girl I worked with:

Oooh that sounds like a good buy. I’m six weeks away (oh god is that all?!) from the big day and the anxiety is finally starting to creep in. Maybe Miss Manners will help keep me sane.

Here’s a question. I invited one of my old dear friends from my hometown, let’s call her J, and her long-term boyfriend. One of my bridesmaids, who is best friends with J, told her “it will be more fun” if she brings their other friend A, who I have met/hung out with about three times over the last ten years.

Hey, I resemble that remark.

I despise peas. They don't deserve to be called food.

Come on now, Kelowna is pretty nice.

Haha, I have never heard of it! But apparently they're into legs?!