I told my lesbian ethnic minority cousin today that she was dead to me for voting red. It’s sad that I’m related to such stupidity. It’s heartbreaking that my son asked if his friend whose mother is undocumented can come live with us.

The internet echo chamber. It’s really easy to be crazy when you can find other people to back you up in your crazy.

We had a milk cow for about a year when I was a teen (we gave it up because it’s time intensive and there was just way too much milk). You get the milk from a healthy, clean cow, immediately bottle it in sterilized bottles and refrigerate it, and you’re probably safe.

I don’t like potlucks because I don’t know what people’s cleanliness standards are in their kitchens unless I see them. 

If your hair is light, the original dry shampoo was baby powder.

SSD tends to be for people who’ve gone through treatment and reach a point where they can’t get better. You should see an attorney, though, just to get the information you need.

It’s beautiful.

Don’t worry about it. If you don’t tune in every week, you wouldn’t know, nor would I expect everyone to remember. I’ve seen a few people through cancer, and lost some, so I know how little I’m suffering compared to them.

Highly disappointed redhead here.

Properly, it’s pajamas, robe, and slippers. That’s why it’s a tuxedo. Otherwise, it’s just separates/sportswear.

It’s really going to depend on your preferences. I suggest a tour through Amazon’s kindle store for romance and erotica. See what catches your interest.

I admit to having worn a Walmart tuxedo to the drugstore when I had was sick. Eh, I’ve been using the same pharmacy for over 20 years. They know me.

NorCal. Bummer.

You’ve got some choices:

My MIL and her roommate are going on a cruise for Thanksgiving, which we usually spend with them. My younger son is going to spend several days, including Thanksgiving with my ex, so it will just be my older son and me. Are you in my area?

What kind of work do you do? Just the general field.

Sleeping.

Lara Bars. They’re basically fruit and nuts (and maybe chocolate chips).

Thank you, but not cancer. I have an autoimmune disorder (possibly more than one).

I’m totally craving my grandmother’s wilted lettuce now.