Caudalie’s grape water, which I discovered when I got home is literally just grape juice and NOT hyaluronic acid. It’s going back in the morning, that was ridiculous.

I have no idea, but I’m replying to bump your comment up the thread. SOMEone here will know.

If I weren’t already married I would ask you for that driver’s number.

If your destination has a walmart or target handy AND you are willing to go there during your trip, you might consider buying your toiletries in the travel size once you’re there. Provided of course your usual stuff is easy to find. My sister travels for her job pretty frequently now, but doesn’t get any kind of perk…

Stella Peach, a low-alcohol grape wine that makes the hundredth viewing of Animal Mechanicals bearable. And if you love yourself you won’t google that kid’s show.

Between my psoriasis and my hypothyroidism the skin on my face is really, really rough. I was doing light treatment, but it started burning so I quit. I’m down to sea buckthorn face masks and a silicon scrubbie to keep my face ‘smooth’ enough to slather foundation on before I leave everyday. Hopefully the oil cleanser…

It just started snowing again. *lays down* *prepares for death*

Cardinals showed up on my deck yesterday and I about sobbed with gratitude for some color.

I lack that foresight. It is now snowing at my house.

We’re between Snow Wednesdays here in KC, so half of us have upper respiratory infections and the other half are half mad with spring fever. I wasn’t the only one filling a basket with seed packets at the Grass Pad today, not by a long shot. Nor was I the only one in short sleeves.

Your Brigid is waaaaay better than the St Bridget that my (theoretically Irish, awfully catholic) family taught me. I’m not a catholic, so I just got folklore-ish stories. According to my granFanda’s sister, St Bridget was an amazingly beautiful woman who was filled with the love of christ. Unfortunately, her body was…

I’ve decided to lean in (ha) to my desire for spring by pretending it IS spring. Today I got a pedicure, a new bra and went to sephora for a hyaluronic acid facial spray and an oil cleanser. Then I went seed shopping. Its not 40 degrees here in KC and the rain and fog are intermittent, but I did it all in a tshirt and…

I... am here to take issue with the line about cats not being psychopathic.

Nope! Missouri in 2002, and totally neither Sam nor Shawna... tho the dude called me Megan during sex, which also is super not my name.

I don’t know who would have them, but it definitely wasn’t him. 

I’m sorry that’s been your experience. It must super suck to have your guard up all the time in that way. My worst abuses came from women in general and my family in particular, and for whatever reason I never formed the negative association of men or strangers as predators. *shrug* My first-hand experience has been…

Yeah, I’m sorry for that. There are a few aspects of my story that as I was writing I realized could have ended really badly and might bring up bad old feelings for some. But it IS my story and my most outrageous one. I’m still salty at my friends for leaving me with strangers, even tho it was 17 years ago almost.

<3

What the crunch.

omg Barbarian. oh my god. any ONE of those situations would have me at my wit’s end.