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Lambs are so fucking cute. I moved to Scotland last year and this is my first lamb season—I have never squeed so much in my life. They are wondrously springy and I love watching them bouncing around the fields when I’m riding past on the train. My partner has a bunch of sheep farmers in his family and they invited us…

ALL THE ANIMAL!!

And a hedgehog. And a turtle. And a hermit crab.

I WANT A LAMB.
And a goat. And a snake. And a bird.

Then again, I did know someone who didn’t realize for an entire two weeks that the guy she was dating was missing an arm so anything is possible.

For me, it depends on the destination. Cities and cultural centers with fab museums are optimal clomp spots. If there’s a beach involved, I chill on a competitive level. My husband is definitely more of a clomper, I’m more of a chiller.

My boyfriend and I have found a system that works for us: define beforehand if you want to clomp or chill. We are currently spending a week on the Danish coast and yes, we have planned one or two day trips but in general, this is our time to relax, drink wine, read books and just chill. Same goes for when we visit his…

Both my husband and I are pretty serious clompers, our bigger issue is one of advance planning. My husband doesn’t even like to look at maps, he’s so averse to planning, which can be incredibly frustrating if we’re trying to get to a specific place and he’s just taking us in the direction he thinks it is. It gives me…

My feeling about Europe in bad weather is “hey, you’re still vacationing in Europe!” and Rome in a downpour is still more exciting than being at home.

I’m sure winter in Spain is lovely, though :-) A month is a waaaay better deal, you’ll really get a good feel of the place. You’ll have time to see lots things and also to just chill & exist somewhere which (for me) is the best way to understand a place.

My brother lives in Spain (we’re from Chile) and his wife is giving birth to their first child in October. My mom is very enthusiastic about going, but I don’t want to, because I could take 10 days off from work at most, and HOW am I gonna visit all the awesome places in such a short time (and also seeing the baby and…

When I think about their voice, it’s definitely a pretentious hipster voice droning on about something awful.

“American Apparel’s familiar voice.”

Typical. Catfishing.

I’m a liar.

I loved the absolute shit out of NKOTB - I made up a whole dance routine to “Cover Girl” just for fun - but I was apparently also a 13 year old buzzkill. At a friend’s slumber party, we were going around the room and each person was saying which one they were going to marry. They they went on to talk about the house…

My first concert was New Kids in the Block in 1989, when I was 9. I went with a friend, her mom, and my mom. I was completely overwhelmed with happy emotion and couldn’t even dance, but sat through most of the concert on my mom’s lap, hugging her and crying. Because that was the kind of little nerd I was.