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I have two young nieces and they have had ALL the vaccinations. And all of us adults had the whooping cough one since the babies couldn't get it until they were older. I've read so many books about disease (librarian) that I get every vaccination EVER. I go to my doctor, present my arm and tell her to give me all

Also, also, this is Wednesday. He hates everything. He was grumpy cat before grumpy cat was grumpy cat.

This is Friday. He is trying to remember when he last ate corn. Everyone tells me he's enormous, but I don't see it. Biased, maybe? He's part Norwegian Forest cat or Maine Coon, according to the vet. His paws are huge.

I personally love my wrists. They're the smallest, most dainty part of me. I even love the fragile webbing of veins on the other side. I'm so pasty that they almost look cartoonishly blue, but years ago I convinced myself that they looked like the wrists of romantically half-dead Pre-Raphaelite muses so that I feel

We have something called the green stuff. I'm sure that back in the 50s it was called Ambrosia Salad or Lime Whizz Bang or whatever. It's cottage cheese, lime Jell-O, Cool Whip, crushed canned pineapple, pecans and if we're feeling fancy, maraschino cherries. It is disgustingly delicious and the only reason I enjoy

Not Madeleine, perhaps, but some of the commenters and the perpetually offended internet hive mind which demands a blood sacrifice almost daily.

I sort of met him once. He has a very nice handshake with a firm grip and he looks at you and pays attention even if you're in line with like 20,000 people waiting to shake that same hand. I want to put him in my pocket. I just love the man, so maybe I'm biased. IMHO, his comments weren't hateful, just confused and

This entire video reminds me of my Lisa Frank Trapper keeper, circa 1992.

Who is that dog's trainer? Because that person also deserves a gold medal in raising a chill as hell surfing therapy dog.

As someone who had bariatric surgery, I can tell you that those things would have been really handy for about four or five months after surgery when everything was sort of liquid and shifty. I admit that there were times when I wasn't sure if something was going on down there or if it was all just sound and fury,

I kind of wish I had the willpower for that, frankly. The hardest part I've found about losing weight is keeping it off long-term. My doctor has always said if you want to lose weight, you need to burn more calories than you consume and you need to consume meaningful calories. I keep hoping one day she'll say, "I was

I read smutty books all the time. Happily. And I'm a librarian. I make fun of those covers even while I've got one in my hand...in the trade (library trade-specifically book buyin') we call them 'torso' books because of all the beefy bohunks. So, we don't take them too seriously, but destroying books is a lame program

Hmmm. Apparently my workplace hired the same contractors. Because tandem pooping is a thing here, too.

Hmmm. Apparently my workplace hired the same contractors. Because tandem pooping is a thing here, too.

Confession: I stole one of my 4-year old nieces' 8,000 tiaras (she's in her princess phase) and wore it around the house while I cleaned. It was going great until it fell off my head and into the kitty litter I was changing. Luckily, she hasn't noticed...

I know it's terribly common of me, but I can only really watch Shakespeare plays if there are hot dudes in them. Otherwise I spend most of the time trying to understand what everyone is saying and laughing or nodding at the appropriate time with a knowing look so everyone thinks I'm smart. Exhausting.

It's a local pizza place. My hometown is going through one of those downtown "revitalizations" and this is one of the definite pluses.
http://www.thecafeitalia.com

Super excited Texas lady here...I actually got to meet her when she came to town. I shook her hand. I was more stupid giggly than the time when I met James Carville and babbled about cheese. Here's a picture I took while standing at the back of the room, giggling like a maniac.

I couldn't pay a ghost to haunt me. I lived in a 100+-year old parsonage with a basement that seemed to have inspired the basement in the Silence of the Lambs. I lived in an apartment building that had been built by Spiritualists in the 1890s in the apartment where they used to hold their seances. I used to hike

I kind of love how it's biggest selling point is that it melts easier. Kraft straight up does not care.