How cool — didn’t know there were tandem pillows! Handy! Yep, to each her own.

UGH

Noooo....

I’ll go to war over My Brest Friend. Much easier for me than the Boppy. I liked that it was adjustable. Whenever I used the Boppy, my kid would just roll down between my cleavage. Brest was flatter and conformed better to my body. But my heavier, big-boobed BFF swore by the Boppy, so different strokes...

Oh, come on, Miss Priss! Your kinja has the word “bitch” in it. Lol! ;)

I know, y’all. I done fucked up now.

That was a mega fucking bummer, wasn’t it?!?

Oh, 2016. You can do better than this amateur-hour shit. I mean, you’ve taken rock legends and given us Cheeto Jesus, for chrissakes.

Sorry. Me too — lol. I’ve had a really hard time lately, and could use a “visit.” :)

I meant that I was glad you’re alive, at the very least. I hope you can work through it and that the guy was just an avid woodcarving fan or something... :-/

Me too. I like to say I don’t believe in ghosts, but I guess I just believe in “my” ghosts. :)

I hope we can. Big fat atheist here, too. I find that when I really need him, my uncle (who died of AIDS in 1993 - my mom and I were really the only family members who helped/accepted him in the end) shows up. The last time I saw him was when my daughter was born 11 years ago. I was about to give up after three hours…

Lol. Thank you?

WINNER. Stuff like this is so much scarier to me than ghost stories. Because it happens, probably more than we’d like to think. I’m so glad you’re OK.

Get a blacklight and see if there’s blood!

Bad news for Ariana Grande.

SAME. Closest I’ve ever come to vomiting during a workout (basically these were the straw that broke my back).

Um, no. It’s not Jeb, it’s his mom. ;)

Already kinda has one...

I knew you’d get it. <3