I don’t know what my sister was reading, but she said they were calling underboob “reverse cleavage” and it’s in now.

My current fetus is sponsored by beers in the driveway on a Saturday evening.

Omg you work there. Are Bryan’s cheeks real?

Yes, she’s on the Twitter. :)

I mean they are doing stupid shit all the time, but this case was pretty special.

I like to imagine myself being Ryan Lizza. Like that call - how many of those are you going to get in your career? And you can’t be giddy or flabbergasted. You just have to hold it together somehow. That’s like journalist Christmas.

Whaaaaaat.

He’s not in cell service! Ha. But honestly I don’t know what his reaction will be. I know he’d be thrilled to have another baby. It’s just the hurdle of the pregnancy and the fear of losing it. He’s going to worry a lot.

Seriously want so bad.

Well my mum lives 2600 miles away, so there are definitely no expectations. :P I usually see her once or twice a year.

We schedule it when we are in a spell. I had some weird hormonal stuff going on for a while that made all activities off putting, and it was hard to sort of get back into it. But I find the more we do, the more I enjoy. Beyond that, counselling is all I’ve got.

I just found out I’m pregnant. My husband is out of town camping with the kids. I’m freaked out. Like happy, but I’m four years post repeat loss and never thought I’d be doing this again. Aaaaah!

And the right are using him as an example of why they don’t want universal healthcare. I finally unfriended my crazy old classmate over it. Just no. No, no, no. Saw one in a comments section claim that John McCain would not be treated under a universal system. What.

He’s a bit of an odd cookie. That was like 25 years ago and we all thought he was going senile. But he’s still the exact same now. Can senility just stall at a weird spot where cat legs are sexy? I don’t know.

One time when I was a kid my grandpa told me that my cat had sexy legs.

It’s true, he just thinks the T stands for Trump.

Seriously almost threw a handful of cherries at my TV. Not just a chiropractor, but the WORST CHIROPRACTOR.

Not following my timeline for 16 happy years and counting. :P

I was ready to get married a full two years before my husband. Apparently some people think that’s ominous or something. Ha.

I just can’t with chiropractor Bryan.