girloverthere
Girloverthere
girloverthere

God bless you for noticing this as well. 

My mom put sliced pimento-stuffed green olives in her egg salad. Really good. Great, now I want an egg salad sandwich. 

I would think the dildo fund would be better spent on tables.

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes. 

I may have watched that last strike as his knee crumbled like the team’s hopes repeatedly. It will never be the buttfumble, but it will always have a place in my heart.

The Red Sox (as been said before) were just so gosh darn likable. How could you not love Pearce’s story—going from every team in the AL East to being on (arguably) the best Red Sox team EVER to being the World Series MVP.

Question about the truck...did they have a blue one on standby in Boston in case the Dodgers won? 

I kinda get that my fellow Boston fans are jerks (I’m based in DC, so I don’t see a lot of it). The Sox have been playing amazing ball with generally likable players who are having the best time out there on the field.

If you can’t stand the Sox, try to block out the uniforms and watch some good ball being played by

Mookie Betts might just be the most fun guy in baseball right now. He has a fun name, looks like he’s having fun in the outfield, and he bowls perfect games. And he wins people tacos. 

I truly hate that this is accurate and that I had to give it a star.

Oh yes, that’s a completely accurate analogy. Wait. No, it isn’t. Feeding one’s child is not getting rid of snot, gas, urine, or poop. And since it’s just so moronic that someone would consider breast milk and the rest of the list in the same convo, I’m not even going to go further.

Because “burning it to the ground, salting the ashes, and removing MSU surgically from the memories of the entire country” isn’t listed in the NCAA rule book as a penalty. We’re adding it next year.

A woman in a group we belong to decided to decribe my 10 yo daughter to my husband as a “snotty bitch.” I’ll let you know when I forgive her, because it’s not yet, that’s for damn sure.

Burn. The. Place. To. The. Ground.

So would this be good to take over to a family...one of those “make a meal” things. If I do one more baked ziti, I’m going to scream.

I like the person who declared I only like football for the “cute guys”... because not like there aren’t helmets, face masks, and padding getting in the way.

I want FauxPelini to comment on this. Oh, and if you haven’t read through FauxPelini’s posts during the JMU/YU game (GO DUKES!), go now. It’s kinda awesome.

My daughter and a fellow player in her 12u softball team both use the Axe Avenge. Ya know, if you’re looking for endorsements.

In a stunning move, the coaches declared this a private matter, had staff meet with her to “clarify her story,” and asked her why she was on Snapchat anyway.

I would pay Dan-Snyder-money to see this game from the sidelines.

This. When you’re in a shitty relationship, you take a lot more then you think you would—because it’s this awful choice of “work on it” or “admit that I fell in love and enabled a shitty human being.” It’s trying to make good on a really bad investment and you keep pouring in money. And I bet you that she had