My BF bought me a shovel because it's going to snow again this weekend. He knows I like to shovel and he bought me a smaller one to suit my size. Love...it comes in blizzards.
My BF bought me a shovel because it's going to snow again this weekend. He knows I like to shovel and he bought me a smaller one to suit my size. Love...it comes in blizzards.
That's what they want you to think.
I am so hoping she makes a Parks and Rec cameo. They've had so many amazing political cameos, but I think RBG would be the crown jewel.
More like Ruth BAEder Ginsburg.
My favorite fashion purchase in 2014.
It is kind of hypocritical to post a tabloid story as a headline and then make fun of its claims in the story.
I'd like to not only thank God, but also Jesus, for that almighty ass.
There will never be a post about notorious RBG where this picture is not appropriate.
BAHAHAHAHA! Fantastic. Yeah, I'd be thinking at least thrice before throwing an elbow at her US Majesty.
I <3 her so much I want her to be my 2nd mom. Please?
where in the text of any personal essay does a reader ever read I AM A PERFECT PERSON; MY LIFE STORY IS UNEQUIVOCALLY THE RIGHT THING FOR EVERYONE ELSE TO DO
This is why I, working in this industry, offer no loyalties to the companies I work at. It's also why I don't plan on children, or buying a home, or anything like that. This industry is designed to use employees like a resource.
Every time we accepted a job offer, we were offered promises of stability and plenty of funding. We were told about the "project after this one," and no offer was given as temporary, or "for this project only." Instead of companies asking us if we'd stay for the long haul, we began asking them instead.
Well, just finished reading the last account. If anyone needs me, I'll be under my desk in a fetal position for the rest of the day.
Oh. My. God. That last one just broke my heart.
Please tell me there was club sauce involved.
Was everything served....with CLUB SAUCE?
Yeah, servers DEFINITELY hate you.
Last winter or so, Mr. Bells and I were heading home from a road trip when we stopped into a random Mexican place for lunch. We were seated in the second booth back from the entrance. The first booth, that we walked past on our way in, had a mother and her young son in it. Next to us was a table of maybe 10 people…