thank you, yeah, i remember reading stuff that was a little bit racier when i was in a middle school too. so i wasn’t totally shocked when i found her lesbian fan fiction online. sooooo, it looks like time to sign up for that optional sex ed class taught by hippies that’s offered in our town!

so i’m the step-mother of a middle school latina (abandoned by her mother and left with us pasty norwegian parents). she’s trying to find any connection to her heritage through latina writers. i’ve given her my cisneros, but she’s a bit young for any other latino/chicano/spanish writers that i love and am aware of.…

the secret of kells is so great!

the best part of having 3 kids is that i get to sit and watch atlab with them! #teamtoph

i want to bottle my way into looking like christina hendricks. but i feel like it would have the same result. i “sure as shit won’t look like that.”

holy shit.

absolutely you should.

this. it can be so good for people. it can also be crazy, but it’s all about the mindset. so glad your experience was a good one!
also, hells yes to the “bunch of people” sounding horrendous.

i’m a huge proponent of psychedelic drugs being used for good and not just to party all night. have loved every time i’ve done them. that being said, doing any in an area with huge amounts of people (outside of a Dead show being the only caveat here) sounds like a hell.

i currently want to be kissing the pope, instead of sitting at a desk in the midwest.

ugh, god! i just have no time for this bitch anymore. not even when she’s embarrassing herself.

see, i kind of like the frump. he’s got comfortable tennis shoes on. he’s got other things on his mind.

i’ve found that most dads think they’re hilarious. i get my humor from my dad, so that might be why some people don’t think i’m funny...this is a new realization.

Okay, I read that thing last night and I’ll admit, I did snort out loud at the description of her husband’s “work out” outfit. And I did feel bad about people harassing them, but not too bad. The hate mail is taking a bit far.
But seriously, everyone is on the right track here, with her choosing a privileged…

my dad has employed “byyye byyyyye!!” with my children from everything to telling them goodbye, to when he wins in a board game. he taught my youngest to say it in a “john” voice. needless to say, he gets a huge kick out of himself.

‘Tis a “Bandeau Hat”! I’ve got one in black velvet just waiting for Christmas!

i will be personally devastated when he dies. i feel like he is immortal.

yes!! it’s like one of those timeless institutions of my life. it was a sunday morning thing with my dad when i was a kid that i just kind of hung onto. a college roommate and i would drink coffee, cheer for eleanor and mort, boo monica and pat.

the ONLY version of this format i enjoy is The McLaughlin Group.

this had me yelling “no! nononono!” at my stupid ipad (from which i cannot post comments) yesterday. i live in a very “doula heavy” area that also has a lot of batshit birthing ideas and i can totally hear someone justifying this. also: GROSS, DOLPHINS!!! everyone has made fun of my hatred of dolphins for years, but i…