My husband serves in the Navy, and he’s only getting 10 days of paternity leave once my twins arrive. TEN DAYS. It’s fucking pitiful.

Apparently he preferred rosy pink nipples. But since I’m half Korean and mine are more on the brownish side, he got stuck with mine. I remember being baffled that he would even care. Like, sorry I can’t change the DNA that determines the melanin content of my areolas??

“You know, I’m not usually into girls with brown nipples, but yours are pretty okay.” -Guy I dated briefly in college

This photo is creepy/terrifying on so many levels.

As someone who’s currently pregnant with twins, this photo is so fucking depressing.

Better idea: I’ll have my own egg hunt in my backyard, where there’s tons of places to actually HIDE eggs, then watch my little loin fruits happily hunt while the mister and I enjoy adult beverages.

Did someone say adult baby?

When I ask for them, yes. It's a huge turn-on.

I loved that moment in the show.

STELLA 4 PRESIDENT <3

Moore reportedly "said tight-fitting beige clothing could be considered indecent exposure under his proposal."

But what about my muscle leggings? Too much?

SO MUCH YES.

Alternatively..... :)

Does it make me a bad feminist that I'm popcorn gif-ing all over this trailer?

Because GAWWDDAMMMN I can't wait to watch this. #sorrynotsorry

Have you seen the movie "A Teacher" on netflix? It sort of delves into the points you bring up, but in a very somber, understated way. It isn't a perfect movie, but I recommend checking it out.

You weren't alone.

I actually liked it better than Tina's book, but like others have already said, it's not a competition and they both have its merits.

I laughed, snorted, giggled, and even teared up while reading Amy's book. I loved all her behind-the-scenes SNL tidbits. I especially enjoyed in the Parks and Rec chapter where she…

YASSSSSS. Can't wait til Sunday!

Also, I just finished reading Yes Please, and it gave me about a thousand and ten new reasons to love her. She is my spirit animal.

If he really wanted to be evil, all he needed was a plate of kimchi. And not fresh kimchi either, but super old, sour sour kimchi (which happens to be fucking delicious) that can hit people's nostrils from 20 yards away as soon as you open the jar.

Then again, my fella still kisses me after I eat the stuff. I'm pretty…

I feel you, at least on the fertility treatment stuff. I just had another failed IUI (2nd IUI, 5th treatment), and I'm depressed and feeling shitty, and I took it out on my fella today by yelling at him over something petty. So now I'm drowning my emotions in wine. Yay?

Pretty much.