Done and done. My last one pointed out my career in development and fundraising, and I’d hate to have to volunteer for his next opponent.

Just left a message for Jason Lewis. (MN). I finally resorted to somewhat flattery and said, “Surely, you’re smarter than to vote for a bill with a 17% approval rating?” (Probably not, but men like that need to be coddled like the widdle babies they are).

Odor blocking and absorbent! Perfect for every occasion. :)

I’m in the midst of a heinous medical malpractice lawsuit against a doctor who basically shredded my entire digestive tract. I discovered charcoal underwear prior to my hours long depositions and highly recommend. Good for flights, too.

Glass Animals and Seinabo Sey. I’m having a fling with a (of legal age of course) Millenial.

To preface this - I am IN NO WAY making apologies for this bullshit nonsense. However - this is my former neighborhood and my former Jewish Community Center of 15 plus years. The neighborhood of St Louis in which this is located is a very chi chi, tony area. Million dollar homes and literally 2 blocks away is the Land…

I went thru this. My best friend of a decade plus turned from the Christian who “like, loves Jesus but has gay best friends and just wants everyone to be happy” to marrying an unemployed Quiverfull cult leader. Overnight I stared getting texts about the evils of homosexuality, telling me I couldn’t procreate with my…

Have you ever read “Hip: The History”? It’s a fantastic book that delves into the black/white intersection of jazz and other pop culture pheomenons. Truly worth the read.

My NPD mother isn’t super friendly towards the geighs nor their their rights...until the cousin she so desperately seeks validation from had a lesbian daughter. Now she takes pride in “being an ally.” Same shit, they’ll be swayed by anything they deem as approval.

Girl, c’mon over! They go low, we go open arms. (And thighs). It’s important for all progressives to embrace those who are making the switch, regardless of their past voting record. We need all the allies we can get.

I was in the car today when Dion’s “Abraham, Martin and John” came on. I pulled into a parking lot and sobbed. It’s going to be a long 4 years.

When I was born (back in the dark ages), the co-sleeping/no nursery thing has just started. My mom was in labor with me for 27hrs and I broke her tailbone in the process (thus beginning our power struggle, apparently). She was trying to feed me and was so tired she was almost delirious and afraid she would drop me, so…

Oh Cheesus, you’re in a pickle. While I don’t have the perspective of a future DIL, I do know what it’s like to have a mother who is completely insane (NPD) and one whom I’ve thought about cutting ties with since the age of 7.

Actually my cousins are the WORST about it because they are family. They don’t seem to understand I can tell them it’s okay to bring their dog, but not the 10 other people. (Oh and did I add I’m deathly allergic to anything with fur?) Ugh, bless you for being sensible!

I go thru this every year. My parents have a lake house and I pick one weekend a summer to have a big BBQ bash and boating weekend there with friends. If everyone I invited brought their dogs, I think as of this summer’s count, I’d have 13 dogs in the house. No. Way.

So what’s everyone’s opinion on vintage furs? I live in Minnesota, where its as cold as a well digger’s ass, and my nana left me a closet full of her gorgeous furs from the 50s thru the 80s. Can I wear them and not be an asshole? It’s not like it’s a “new” dead animal?

The Twin Cities in general has a pretty small African American population (like less than 20%, and quite a bit of that is comprised of Somali immigrants who are Muslim and “generally” don’t celebrate Xmas). So I think it’s neat they’re finally representing that part of the community. They also have a “sensory Santa”…

Add in some good powdered mustard, nutmeg, dash of hot sauce and white pepper and you’ll diiiiiiie. In a good, orgasmic way of course.

So much joy in my heart.