Exactly. We hired a cook (not trained Chef) to come to a remote home and cook for the summer. He wore gloves All. The. Time. I saw him wash his hands maybe 15 times in two months in the kitchen. Otherwise, he was always gloved. Touching his hat, clothing, face, unwashed counters and then right back into food. He had a…

I think its regional. Either that, or an over-abundance of caution.
Still, Jeff Goldblume.

Shhhhhhhhhh.

You have to post the whole response! It is tres Jeffchic!
"Hahaha. Surprising. Hmmmm.
I've never had a cavity or a filling.
See? You're surprised."

STAHP.

I still can not understand the vitrol and disbelief I got from my boyfriend and his brother many years ago when I admitted my celebrity crush to be Jeff Goldblum.

Oh god, I know. Mine are 8 and 9, children that is, and yes. All things cloth are wiping cloths. My dog, well. My socks have been known to wipe up errant dusty/muddy paw prints. Sock really are fabulous. Why don't we just all wear full body socks?

Is there any better kind of fashion, I ask you?

Yes, we do call them snowmachines up here as we have little need for snow*machines* Lolz.
We alternatively call them sleds, sno-gos, and ass munchers. That last one depends upon whether or not your sled has adequate suspension and what trail/mountain you are carving.

Eh. We'll give them the loofah shirt, put some helmets on them, spray the houses down with vinegar-water, and let them do our cleaning for us.

Never thought of hiding from my kids. Now I want one too.

Lick along the ??sleeves?? Then um, up and around the "hood", make smallish circles here. Then with the tip of your tongue and with light as a feather strokes, poke her in the eye.

I concur. But mostly because I used to be ridiculously anal about how clean my house was, all the time, everyday. Even through two babies, and with my husband being an utter shitball of untidiness; I managed to keep a respectably clean home. I grew up with a dad whose highest compliment to a woman was "you can eat off…

"I don't want to sound bigoted but,"

Ah gawd.
My mother's version:
Lime jello mixed with crushed pineapple (canned of course)
1 tub cottage cheese
2 tubs cool whip
Naturally, you serve this during your savory course. We called it GreenShit, or pink shit, depending upon the type of jello used.
Alternatively, you can make the cheese and pineapple salad:
Shredded…

This is a gorgeous look, as she is a gorgeous woman.
But, to me, it seems too contrived. Almost (almost!) something I would attempt in a bar bathroom three drinks and two shots into the night. Hair over shoulder, unbutton down to there, and for me, I'd pop that collar.

She did an NPR interview on her portrayal of Mary Poppins author, P.L. Travers about two weeks ago.
I fell in love with her all over again. So down to earth, so well spoken. At moments, she was all no-fucks-given. I could easily see a laid back evening spent with this lady.

My god. Tears. Tears of utter joy watching this.