So, I was going to ask how one goes about getting that gig but the Catholic Herald and you, darling Bobby, are better at reporting a story than my local paper.

Dern’s performances in anything will blow you away. She is a genius.

We Elders call it “Aging”. No one thinks it will happen to them, but it always does. Some show visible signs, some carry them elsewhere.

With love:

You are the winner on this thread, my friend.

You’re creating monsters of the best sort. By the time my son was a teen, he and his friends would pool their allowances and cook something they had never had from my cookbooks. For his wedding, they hired three food trucks and let the guests order from a menu. I was so proud.

Option #1 is unacceptable. The man can’t cook, has half the taste buds I do (I’m kind of a supertaster), and I suspect his sense of smell is lacking as well as his sense of tact.

I’m having a fight with my husband because he told me that the dinner I just spent an hour preparing (including snipping fresh herbs in the garden) was tough before I had even had my first bite.

I’ve ruined any chance I had of adopting a dachshund because I keep sending my husband these videos.

Oh, fuck me. Can we have twenty four hours of just not talking about him? I’m begging here.

I love Bonnie Hunt with all my heart. I want to live next door to her and have a little gate in the fence so we can go back and forth to each other’s houses.

I knew a fantastic woman who had lupus, I pray she’s still on this plane. It’s not a pretty disease. Twenty years later, she’s still the bravest, funniest, classiest woman I ever met. God speed, Selena.

And why is there a need to remake it? It’s a wonderful movie.

You forgot to add, “Where are the adult sizes?” I know I want one.

I have no recommendation, but I want to thank thetallblonde, Drhonkhonk, and KM for the tall links. Now I’m going to go to my closet and stare at the several hundred dollars worth of jeans that just hang there and ponder introducing a pair to the herd that I will actually wear.

I have no recommendation, but I want to thank thetallblonde, Drhonkhonk, and KM for the tall links. Now I’m going to…

I’m certain that Blue will be hanging out with Mom backstage in a well-appointed dressing room, and am guessing that the train on that dress comes off easily. That way, it’s a matter of minutes to pull her together to go out and watch Mommy perform. Afterwards, it’s jammies and off to the limo.

The sound is always horrible at music award shows in general which is ironic since...well, you know

is it weird if you think Chris Hemsworth has pretty feet? Asking for my cat.

Seriously. I’m recording it all so I can revel in it with a bottle of wine while the hubs is watching football tomorrow night. Tonight is all about Ray Donavan. So much trash, but I hope Britbrit hits it.

Watch this: Mr. Parker will now publicly, painfully educate us all on what consent is. If you are a woman, you are pretty pretty sure what consent means. But the mens, it’s a concept that they have had such a GODDAMNED FUCKING PROBLEM UNDERSTANDING.