Ours is UNC/NC State/Dook, which, granted, is much more pronounced once we’re heavily into bball season (aka Christmas).
Ours is UNC/NC State/Dook, which, granted, is much more pronounced once we’re heavily into bball season (aka Christmas).
i saw that dude!
Slept out for concert tickets at Burlington! Still not sure how the parents OK’d that one.
I watched a documentary on the Texas clinic in the case and it occurred to me (just then) that this need for the doctor to have admitting also involves keeping traveling doctors from being able to perform abortions at many clinics. So while I’m sure it had a few nefarious purposes, many of these clinics can’t keep…
Thank you for this! I’ve been trying to explain to some non-reader friends and was afraid I’d have to compile it myself, which would play right into my procrastination at job searching. :) I mean, more than just reading the articles themselves.
My step-sister knows her parents. I can’t even imagine their pain ... so, so sad.
I’d like to add this, because despite it being sappy, it makes me weep whenever I hear it, and it’s doing it to me doubly tonight ...
My favorite exchange of that all-over phenomenal movie!!
It would explain the smallish hands, too.
long out of college and jeopardy is still a drinking game. :)
or milksteak. mmmm.
This is fucking fabulous. And trumpster never did come up with all that great and luxurious super special information that his people found on their mission to Hawaii, did he? Damn shame.
my best friend and i got into such an epic uno fight once up at my parents' cabin in ontario that she left the country the next day with my brother (half a week early) and went home to NJ. we're still besties. true story.
this!
Sort of like how the party that crows the loudest about being so "pro life" is really only pro that life when it's still in a woman's uterus. Once it's out — they want to take its teachers, deny help for its parents to give it things like food, let it wallow in the depths of VA red tape, get sent into illegal wars,…
Hahaha. Amen on that!
That's going to be some big years for me. Dad died at 54. Mom at 56. When I approach those, I'm going to probably be super weirded out. My grandparents all lived into their 90s. So who knows how it's going to go down. But I totally can appreciate that. Hugs, goddess!
Agreed! I heart you so much!
As soon as I got to 35, the age when you are no longer super safe taking birth control, that felt old to me!
I LOVE that she apologized for saying "fucking."