spillingredwineallovermyself
spillingredwineallovermyself
spillingredwineallovermyself

A real-world example: I have a 15 year mortgage with about 10 years to run at 2.75% interest. My monthly payment, which covers principal, interest, and taxes (insurance is, for whatever reason, is not being handled from my escrow account). Here’s the breakdown on where the money goes in a given month:

Great article with lots of interesting info. I was one of those people who always assumed a house was a great investment.

We award our highest medals for that sort of self-sacrifice, spillingredwineallovermyself. I salute you. Please accept this, with the thanks of a grateful nation.

I don't know why but I feel an immense level of satisfaction when you guys rip into a product for whatever reason. Can you make this a weekly feature?

WHAT?????????

See, if someone even said something to me on the street, they'd be on the ground just as fast. Dating isn't really a problem for me either, and I'm getting into a career where being too perfect or pretty actually works against you. Here nobody says shit. They can think it, I don't really care about that, but

Discussing a woman's weight and body is a depressing topic, regardless of her size. But its somehow an even more depressing when the subject isn't even close to being overweight.

You know what's depressing? The second I read Gina Rodriguez's name I knew the rest of the headline was going to be about her weight, because every time an actress is slightly bigger than the other actresses it's all anyone can talk about. "What's it like being a fat fatty in show business?" "Working on any new

I attended a wedding at the Sorrento, it was magical!

About seven years ago I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. I was lucky in that it was fairly isolated so they just chopped that sucker out, but I was devastated by the treatments. Just.. so so sick. An old friend of mine (we'd shared a really shitty apt in NYC in my early 20s and during this time she and I had had a

"Sorcia, I'm in love with your best friend [a dude with a hilariously ridiculous name that I cannot post here]. We're moving to Virginia and I hope you'll be happy for us."

My (now ex) fiancé and I had a somewhat long-distance relationship. I worked an a city 3 hours from the small town we lived in, so I would stay with friends or my parents while I worked my 4 days on, and go home on my days off. Things were never "good" when I was at home, but anyone can tolerate each other for 4-5

I had to take my mother to the emergency room while I was visiting her one weekend. I ended up staying for several days because she was super sick and my dad is basically incapable of caring for a houseplant, let alone a human. When I got back to my apartment I shared with my ex, the place was totally trashed and he

I was seeing one of my longtime best guy friends (whom I'd kissed a couple times over the course of our friendship, but had just started, like, being with in any more significant capacity). He told me that he loved me quickly. The whole thing was very intense. I'd been hearing rumors from mutual friends that he was

No, the Hyatt in Bellevue, the Sorrento is beautiful but i don't think they were able to hold our party

But I'm glad Eryn missed the point or I wouldn't have seen the picture you posted which amused me.

This isn't my wedding, but a lady I used to work with casually dropped that she had 60k gladiolas planted in Argentina a year in advance for her wedding and they got the color balance wrong and she was devastated.

Amp up your bone broth with this one easy trick that doctors don't want you to know!