So, yeah. 42 years old here. What is it about this movie?!? It scares the shit out of me.
OMG, Gwyneth Paltrow would totally recommend the $1000 shorts for a casual vegan picnic wedding.
A bride who wears this to her wedding deserves to be thrown off her yacht into shark-infested waters. This look says "I am wealthy. Fuck you."
I think it's like " what can we get the suckers to buy next, and for how much!?"
The horses are amazeballs, though.
Hypertrichosis? I was surprised to find a cat with the same condition last week, which I didn't know could happen... (cat's name is Atchoum)
I looked a lot like a monkey when I was born, and my feet looked like hands, too. They still do, a bit. All my toes are long, and the big toes are even longer. It gets embarrassing when friends introduce me to new people and immediately demand that I remove my shoes to reveal my freakish extremities, but it's a cross…
I wish I was this 'odd-looking'...
Why not? They won't remember.
YES, I'M OK!! Currently in bed with my 2 dogs and cat, listening to the sounds of my husband, who has taken the week off from work and is currently cleaning the kitchen! (Perks of near-death experiences include less chores!)
But that petty jab aside, seriously: I'm not one of those people who think anyone who is religious is dumb, or narrow-minded, or any such thing. Mad props. Even kinda jealz. I'd love for God to be something I could catch. It'd be like how I am with football: If only I could like it, I'm sure I would if nothing…
Don't wait. I accidentally had the conversation with my MiL after I got engaged. She asked if we were getting married in a church, I said we weren't, and she was cool with that. Then she asked if we were going to get our children baptized. I told her we weren't, as baptism is a promise to the church to raise that…
I think that's fine.
"Overall, not believing in God seems to make people and their offspring more tolerant. Less racist. Less sexist. Enviro-friendly."
AND SO DEPRESSING!
Truly. Millennials seem to think that we've hit the post racial period by now. But, really. What's so hard about going outside and offering the man a seat in case he wanted to join that party? And THEN asking him to leave (nicely) if it turned out he didn't know any of them?
Err on the side of kindness, people! >_<