Isn’t Jenny the one giggling in the background of Cap’s tweets about his sweet as hell doggums singing with his stuffed lion?

Geoffrey Rush nooooooooooooooooo!

I can not decide if I like snoozing dog or your lovely blanket (that colour!) best.

That’s awesome planning on your part! I threw a Friendsgiving party last week and was super excited I was only 10 minutes late serving dinner so you’re way ahead of me!

I can’t find a holiday top that I like, so I’m gonna make one for Mr. Bells’ office Christmas party. Apparently people hate office holiday parties? But I love this one; everyone gets dressed up, there’s tons of food and booze, casino games, karaoke, and a truly ridiculous raffle at the end.

It has been a rough couple of months, you guys. My beautiful doggie died, I went through breast cancer treatment, and I have been so damn grumpy that I’m alienating my friends, culminating in an actual friend breakup this week by one I really really didn’t want to lose.

I’m a gray person and honestly I don’t mind if I get ungrayed. I don’t post much and I’m sure I don’t have much to add. I do appreciate when I’m starred, though. I’m good with my gray lot in life, I guess.

Thank you, dear! Any other ideas are welcome, too!

Hi, Jezebelles (and beaux)!

Wow. Talk about flaws: we know Naomi is very flawed as a person and a mom, and here again she does something terrible, yet we can see that she does love her daughter and tries a desperate tactic in perhaps the only way she knows how.

That is a beautiful, perfectly seasonable color! I’ve tried crocheting, and knitting, and can’t seem to get the hang of gauging my stitches. I’m sure I’ll get there eventually, but right now it looks like toddler shoe-tying.

This is a bit pedantic but the headline should read they are having issues completing surgical residencies, not medical residencies since the study didn’t focus on internal medicine residents but on surgical residents.

If this is the vast majority of Americans’ views towards depression, then fuuuuuuuck.

This is a poem that sums up so much of this experience:

This right here is why it should be considered an etiquette breach of the highest order to ask someone if he or she is trying for a baby. Best case scenario, you’ve invaded someone’s privacy that does not intend to have children and is fine with it. Worst case, you deeply hurt the feelings of someone who wants…

* Straight Christian married couples only, must be white or same race as adoptee if not white (prefer white). Also, babies preferred. Once they turn 3 or so, throw them in the bin.

Easier for those that Pence and Mother deem worthy of adoption. We don’t want any of the immoral, sinful people who have chosen a gay “lifestyle” to adopt children and indoctinate them into the ways of Satan. Also, no singles need apply. Much better to give them to some abusive heterosexual parents...and only…

That’s why you need Old Glory insurance - for when the metal ones come for you.

I’ve noticed that in wives of very rich men in the past. I’m in that same age range now, and my friends look a lot fresher even though they have jobs and little kids and limited beauty budgets. I can only assume these women know and copy each other and/or all go to the same doctors.

“Single Female Layer, fighting for her client. Wearing sexy miniskirts and being self reliant!”