Weeks are long. Wine is bottomless. Sunday’s are dirty. Let’s relive it together.
Jude helped me out with this week’s High Chair Critic Post.
I rocked it out twice on the Curvy Girl Guide, first when I pretended to be a doctor, because I feel like medical degrees are contagious. Like VD. And then, I got into the great tv fat girl debate when I tackle the enigma that is Lauren Zizes.
Speaking of CGG, if you haven’t already heard, lock up yo teenagers, yo husband and yo underage foreign exchange students, because kids are getting drunk through their vaginas and anuses. For real.
Do you adore Patty Griffin? You should. When I’m in the car, singing my heart out, pretending I am on stage in a dodgy bar that only serves beer and whiskey, it’s to her. One of my favorites.
I turn 30 in 46 days.
From the vault…I realize I have no friends left, so I hire new ones. Take that, JennaLynn, I was only friends with you because my mom made me, and I want my Dishwalla CD back.