Let’s not act like people love a pedant. And yes, I know what a surrogate is.

She gave them a baby girl. Hoping these two clowns get their shit together for the baby’s sake. I mean, does Gage gag every time he changes her diaper because poop is fine, but vaginas are a big nope?

This was the season in which SJP started her fake delightfully-befuddled-and-OH!-I’m-so-cute-and-humble thing while gently touching her hair/face. I hate it.

Wyoming, Rhode Island, is like, “Sure, we’ll take it.”

That was the moment I started weeping. Ooof indeed.

I love the idea of “never do a bad job well.” As someone who hates cooking, Ruth is my hero. My fave part of the documentary was her son saying he could never look swordfish again “after what Mom did to it.”

Or you can be of the mindset to “just let them have that” and not let it disrupt you too much. I mean, some things you just can’t defend against. I.e. “Too good!”

As someone who is 40+ and plays against a lot of old ladies, it works. I call it my “eat it, Peggy!” shot.

Thanks for the advice!

(i’ll meet you at the border...shhhhhhh)

I bought from these guys. It is already starting to produce more baby lemons. https://www.fast-growing-trees.com/Citrus-Trees.htm

I love this! I keep my daughter alive, but for some reason, I feel truly accomplished by keeping plants alive.

Sukova is getting inducted into the HoF this summer. Had a discussion about it this AM with the BF. Mostly because Michael Stich is also getting inducted and shouldn’t be. (Helena deserves it.)

Took my daughter and BF last week. We really liked it. I loved the Squidward song, and my daughter got to meet Karen after.

It really knocked home the idea that if someone is intent to do harm, it’s hard to stop them. So...yeah. Skip it.

I started reading the book this past Sunday. It has really ruined my sleep. It’s so well done, but the dreams I’m having...

Chris Pine does the voiceovers for the BMW commercials that run incessantly on Tennis Channel.

Before this house remodel, I called them “those stick thingies.”

I had one last year, where I reached out to grab a baluster to stop my slide, the baluster broke, and I rammed my face against the wall. Black eye and bruised chin. And $500 gone, to pay the contractor to fix my baluster(s).

If my own experience is any indication, it was “socks on stairs.”