My husband rushed in (I was only 22 at the time, newly married, though we’d been dating since middle school...which yes, I realize sounds obnoxious and LDS-like, but we’re very normal and I just happened to have found my exact “opposite” dynamic that has always meshed really well for both of us? But I digress....) so…

Seriously, death brings out the money-grubbing greediest in people. My uncle and mother never really got along, but they kept the peace out of respect for my father and we’re WASPS so thin-lipped passive aggressiveness and air kisses are what we do.

Truth. That’s exactly how I feel about the time when I stuck tweezers in an electrical outlet, just because. 🤔

Oh yes, by god, there will be vodka.

I fucking hated that show because, as I vociferously said at the time, Trump gave me the creeps.

Ah yes, Juliet Angus and Julie Montagu. But dude, a lighthearted google search of Mapperton turned dark *real* quick...

Oh good! You didn’t mention my two neurotic wackadoodle loves, Jules and...hmmm, the yogini married into the family of/to (??) the Earle of Sandwich—but I see they’re still there!

Man, when I was a preschool teacher, Caleb was the biter. ‘Nuff said.

I very much agree.

I think this is deplorably true. That being said, I DO think the more glaring evidence of his contemptible racist views, the harder it will be for some of my so-called “progressive” contemporaries to justify voting for him. It’s like, they can shrug off his xenophobic/nativist/supremecist rhetoric, but oh no, you…

I know...it’s like, come on, universe! I know you want to see this shitstain go down like the vile cosmic joke that he is—BRING ON THE TAPES!

This does not surprise me at all. 😐

Um, is that goofball posing with Paula *also* doing brown face?! His face does not match his hands/arms...like, at all. That pic’s got me going “huh?!” for many different reasons...

Lol—fair enough! But pot is pot is pot—congrats to him for rifling around in a guy’s drawers for a baggie of weed.

Congrats, dude. You confiscated...what, an eighth of some pot? Get this guy the Medal of Honor! {honestly I get he’s just doing his job, but pardon me if I didn’t jump to my feet in a standing-O for this “bust.”}

There is NO shame here—bc as parents, we all gotta do what we gotta do—but my aunt recommended the “lock in” approach to sleep training, and described my niece’s little fingers poking out of the crack between door and floor and her screaming, “IM SOOOORRRRYYYYY....” for hours.

Richard, Emily and Paris 4EVA!

My kids were all (mostly) formula-fed, and to this day maintain a CRAP diet higher in refined-whatever-it’s-going-to-kill-you than I’m comfortable admitting, they’re vaccinated like champs, and I indulge a teensy (butt-ton) too much screen time...

I’m with ya. And one part of me is like, “awww maybe they’ll reconcile!” And then the other part—the wiser, more sophisticated and wordly part—is like, “dude, he fucked the nanny. Heave ho!”

THANK YOU! I couldn’t read the rest of the tweet, I was hung up on that glaring anachronism!