May I suggest the Loft? I’m a fellow long torso hourglass (I offer up the idea that it may be one of the most irritating body types to dress!), and I often find that button down shirts are either too short or, when they’re long enough, are too tight at the hip. Very frustrating. But I recently bought several Loft…

A few years back, my then-boyfriend/now husband and I were struggling financially. We were making it, but only in that way where you can pay your bills and literally nothing else, no date nights, no extras, etc.

I switched from St. Ives at some point after reading it was actually bad for your skin (despite the fact that my skin was fine) - my face was not nearly as nice until I switched back. Been using it steadily for years, and I have clear skin that still gets me carded into my 30s.

Poor thing. I have nothing but sympathy for her. What’s wrong with people? She did nothing wrong, offended no one, spent months making a heartfelt gift, and gets death threats? People suck. I hope this didn’t ruin her Christmas or damage her boyfriend’s appreciation of the gift.

So long, and thanks for all the fish.

I can’t even fathom the loss of all the dogs - what a heartbreaking concept! They’ve literally evolved to be our best friends....

My husband is former military, then international security, bodyguarding, etc. in some of the world’s finest hotspots. He’s a mountain climber and carpenter and full of useful survival information.

Poor thing! I’m glad it isn’t anything too serious for her (and thank you for my animal fact of the day - I look forward to sharing it over breakfast with my husband and stepdaughter in the morning- they’ll be delighted, I’m sure!)

Cats can get eye herpes???!

That doesn’t sound good, mate. Godspeed!

I’m a lapsed Catholic myself - I told my husband after church that next year we will investigate the local Episcopalian church, which would actually fit with my belief system much better. But as I’m taking baby steps back in, I felt most comfortable where I grew up. Episcopalian is where we are headed though. Merry…

Mine is half staffy (very similar to a pit) and yep, destroys all toys. Except, inexplicably, this one particular stuffed duck, which he loves. He will wreck everything that isn’t this exact brand of stuffed duck. Took me four different shops to find the damn thing this year!

Splashing in a beach pool in Cornwall. (He’s wearing a halti because he’s anxious about strange dogs, and they were everywhere)

I went to Christmas Eve mass for the first time in years. I took my agnostic husband with me, who was bewildered throughout. But ya know, I really enjoyed being there. Reminded me of lots of happy family memories growing up. I might turn back up for Easter as well.

1) hard root beer? I had no idea that was a thing! Sounds delicious - what’s it mixed with? 2) I’m intrigued by Christmas soup, do tell!

Blasphemy!

You’re doomed. Just give the dog the presents now!

Wrap fast!

I’m one of these old babies! September birthday. Don’t worry about the car too much - I was the most mature driver of our friend group, even when they all caught up to me and got their own licenses. Somehow being the first one with a license gave me a sense of responsibility, and I ferried everyone around very…

My husband is wrapping the dog gifts right now - my dog has his head pressed up against the kitchen door, sniffing aggressively. He knows!