I’m still around and quietly doing fine. I check for you guys more than you know. Love to all from Dirty South Texas!

“I never really felt bad”

Hey-oooo!

I have a mink stole that I acquired after my Nana died in 1981, when I was 12. I’ve never worn it because it is the. worst. color. It’s like a light brown that I’ve never seen a mink of and I don’t know why anyone would buy. But what else am I going to do with it?

I love The Last Of Sheila and rarely find anyone else who’s heard of it. this comment section is taking me back today.

This song is a goofy inside joke between me and my brother (deft though it def is) and this joke and ref is a treat.

My brother and I used to listen to Kilroy Was Here while we played ColecoVision

OMG. I think if someone hired Bethenny to do even a Cameo expressing their admiration and adoration for me, I would still feel yelled at and want to cry.

I use lime or grapefruit in my cranberry dishes too, I want them to make my eyes water from tang rather than sweetness.

There are only 2 of us and we spend a few days eating mostly finicky vegetarian-tweaked, small versions of sides, but I make an experimental dessert every year and this year it’s this. White flour gives me actual hangovers anymore which saddens me on every level. So I’m going to splurge on almond flour for this, which…

Amen. I look decent in jeans but lately all of them just kind of ... hurt. And I’m like UUUGH a fly I have to remember to zip.

This was one where I came to the comments first for your comment and accompanying top-quality media. You do not disappoint.

I feel like either one kid named Billy was in all those Krofft shows, or just every kid TV actor and/or character of a certain time was called Billy

I second Eel. I love reading about your life, you have a unique voice that rises wayyyyy above “mommy blogging.” And you write entertainingly on other subjects too.

Yessssss...and if you STILL feel clean and relatively yikes-free after 90Day, join us on Friday for Love After Lockup!

Lord, not that it REALLY matters, but can I ask what decade?

Mine was the last line from Catcher in the Rye. “Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody” or close. I was deep, man, and my picture (we were allowed to use any pic of us we wanted) was of me on a sailboat and was gorg. I wasn’t shit in high school, as I was kind of reminded at my last…

I would have wondered about my choice of an English major at my school, if I got a freshman reading list and even a *classic* YA book like Bridge to Terabithia had been on it. 

I wish I could, I know if that cat had really been on Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, I’d still be watching! hey-ooooooo

I don’t know if you wanted a real answer, but osmosis and context. Same with Titanic memes (personal experience, obvs)