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IonizedDare has their own issues. My bestie bought me a stove once when mine gave out right before Thanksgiving and after my husband experienced a devastating job loss. A stove. She’s given me several vacations, and sent my husband and I on a trip for our anniversary. She practically clothes my daughter, and makes

I did a bit of Googling, and that is exactly what it sounds like.

Google a bit. Some of his friends are old friends who do things like tend bar and drive taxis.

Yes. I received a $9,999 inheritance once, for this reason.

I have eight people besides my husband I feel truly close to. One bestie and seven best-friend-tier friends. Then the regular collection of mom-friends and school friends and the like, but yeah, EIGHT people who are “my people.”

Why? My bestie has given me amazing things and experiences as gifts. She has lots, and I have not lots, so she shares. That’s what friends are for, and if the tables were turned, I would feel exactly the same way.

This is SO true. I remember, very early on, when my now-husband introduced the topic of urban architecture as pillow talk and I thought, “Mmmmm. He’s The One.”

Am I the only person who wants to see this movie? I think it would be fascinating to see exactly how someone with Louie’s... whatever that mess of behaviors is, I guess, portrays the relationship dynamic between the daughter character and Malkovich’s character. Does portraying himself as the father ever help him

My husband wears SPF “But I’m ITALIAN!” unless I beg and physically wrangle him. But I got him to wear moisturizer pretty easily by buying him some without sunscreen in it and leaving it in his bathroom and telling him how young he looks when I am certain he applied some.

And a bit of a bummer, since I have pitched a LOT of roast beef for looking like dragonfly wings.

Fair point.

The NUNS are always getting screwed over.

Ehh... I’m not mad that they sang the N-words on principle. I sing the N-words when I’m by myself. I’m mad that they made singing the N-words a gleeful group activity and worry that some of them perhaps thought that was edgy or cute-naughty. It’s not cute. No matter how often Jay-Z or Chris Rock say it’s okay, I think

Just something to consider: My baby has folliculitis. She had one terrrrrrible flare-up where she got an actual cyst rather than something that looks like a rash, and it was scary. We had an appointment with the pediatrician when it ruptured on its own during a diaper change. I felt a lot calmer and prepared to deal

Adios, turd nugget.

That’s fair—there has likely been new research since I learned about Queen Charlotte 20 years ago.

I finally did see the full quote, and I agree that it changes the context. I really don’t want to argue, but I have had relatives whose bodies were still ostensibly working properly but who also were convinced they were 15 years old and talking about the war effort. It’s not robbing elderly people of a voice to say

Dibs on the Crock-Pot! I like to give something useful.

Don’t scratch the surface too hard on Queen Charlotte. Her portraits show a woman who looks as we would think a person of mixed race might look, but her family tree doesn’t really bear it out.