My cat knocked over a massive bottle of triple sec. Bottle didn’t break, but the cap did. So freaking sticky.

My MIL gave us two chocolate bunnies and a big Reeses egg for Easter. A bunny for each of us and an egg for baby. The baby is still inside me so guess what that egg is mine bitch.

Do you listen to How Does This Get Made too? I just asked because Jason Mantzoukas is always saying cuckoo bananas and now I’m saying it too.

I watched all of Sherlock and towards the end of season 2, I told my husband, “I love him, but I don’t get the attraction.”

I mean, I know my husband find me very attractive so I guess it's okay, but it's still very deflating.

This was me too, but it wasn't because the bustle was broken, it was because my sister didn't bother to remember how to tie it properly. I brought her to my last fitting to this sole propose and she forgot. And wasn't terribly concerned the day of the wedding when she admitted she didn't remember post ceremony.…

This is me. And then my husband will be all, "That's a great photo of you" and I'm like, "Fuck fuck fuck - is that how I really look?"

I don't think denial is such a bad thing. I think we all need a little of it to do big, scary things. After stressing for two plus years about getting pregnant, I'm oddly zen about the whole thing. I've just kind of accepted things will suck, but it'll be worth in the long haul. But then I worry about not worrying…

I think it's a completely natural reaction and I don't know why more people don't cop to it. It's a huge change. I reacted the same exact way when he proposed, despite telling my husband I was considering proposing to him in the not too distant future. So he wasn't entirely surprised. I think my first excited moment…

Still blows my mind it’s Donny Osmond.

I had a Mulan themed birthday party. I was 16. My friends still tease me. Whatever - MULAN FOREVER.

This was me post fertility treatments. It finally worked and I was like, “Oh dear God.” Husband was thrilled and a little annoyed I wasn’t bouncing off the walls with him.

I wasn’t horrified and since we went through fertility treatments to get there, the pregnancy was very much intentional, but I kind of shut down after I found out. Husband was over the moon and I was like, “ This is weird. I need 8 weeks to process this.” And I did and now I’m cool. But he was annoyed I wasn’t more…

My parents flat out say my younger brother was an accident. They wanted another baby, but they wanted him like 4-5 year after he was actually born (3 kids under 4 was a bit much). Luckily he was the easiest baby and kid ever. No one is offended by this.

My Nana on Sidney Poitier: He can leave his slippers under my bed any time he wants.

Ugh, lyrica. That drug made me mind numbly stupid. I would forgot what I was saying mid-sentence. Drop full glasses of water because my brain forgot it was holding it. I had to stop driving and I was terrified I was going to get fired for fucking up constantly.

My husband and I went away for our 6th wedding anniversary last year and the little independent motel/cabins we stayed had it to borrow in the lobby. I hadn't seen it yet so I made my husband watch it with me before we went out to our romantic grown-up dinner that night. So yes, he is still super glad he married me.

Which is HILARIOUS since a pretty decent sized chunk of the NH population commutes to Massachusetts for jobs. I walk to Alewife station every day and just love seeing all the luxury cards with Mitt Romney bumper stickers lining up to park in the garage.

This takes me back to when my husband and I were 24, living in Brooklyn, and pretty poor. His 14 year old brother would visit and their dad would send him with $20 . . . . which brother would immediately blow on steak and eggs our first breakfast out. Then he'd clean out our fridge and we'd be stuck paying for the…

KG gifs for everything please.