I laughed at this harder than was seemly. 

Wilf 

I was just told three days ago that, after a year out of chemo, the numbers for my tumour markers are up (ovarian cancer) and now I have to wait for a CT/PET scan to find out what’s going on. Your comment made me burst into tears. I’m so, so sorry your little family lost its wife and mom.

Two things:

Thanks, House. 

giving them the tools they need to behave better

Why is her personal life anyone’s business?

Oh, call me Deb :)

Offer $10 to make a to-go plate with rice plus 1-2 items from the buffet and people would be breaking the door down to get in there.

I actually do look down on people like you, you know that?

I said the same thing last year when I saw a recipe for deep-fried stuffing balls during the holidays. “First, take two cups of leftover stuffing...” Leftover whatnow?

Me, too. I must have read that book a dozen times as a kid. I still think about that potato exploding and hitting Almanzo in the eye every once in awhile (poke holes in those potatos!) And this year, in the garden, I thought about Manny winning the prize for ‘Best Pumpkin,’ at a fair and feeling the need to confess…

I lost a lot of weight in the past 18 months (ovarian cancer, so, boooooo. I’d rather be fat) so, for the first time in years I’m having to shop for clothes. A lot of them. Allllll kinds. From my skivvies on outwards. And let me tell you, it is a goddamn nightmare. Why does this bra fit in this size, but this one doesn…

I own those black shoes

And then there was all that Laura Ashley bullshit in the 80s. Long, high necks, same sort of frills, maybe some lace fringe. Which, not gonna lie, I secretly loved, but just couldn’t afford, so I camouflaged my seething jealousy with disdain. 

Ayyyyyupp. 

Damn, sestra! That is nice.

If you have 13 or so minutes, and you want to see what steel looks like, this is Aly addressing the court at Nassar’s sentencing last year. She is a goddamn hero and, quite frankly, I am amazed by her.

“I guess I’ll go sell my soul, now...”

My friend’s daughter was a Rent-head who, as a teenager, spent a ton of the family’s money seeing various productions multiple times (Toronto and Broadway). To the point that cast members recognized her and greeted her by name while she was hanging out at the stage door (Benny was right: Money is nice).