Those are basically my numbers and I wear a bunch of BR stuff including my Best Jeans Ever.
'Life of the Party'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Spanx tights are great.
I have Christina Hendricks boobs but not her height and she does not have my belly.
I have Christina Hendricks boobs but not her height and she does not have my belly.
This is me; although she might be my height, nothing changes the problem of the belly.
What do you do when you aren't able to let go of something that is probably really nothing and you should have forgotten about it already? Some little thing that hurt probably more than it should have and you feel like a big whiny loser for still being bothered about it?
Zen, good question. I'm in the same place with that one.
Zen, I can sympathize all too well.
We're going through the various boxes and binders of Magic cards. Hubby is getting more and more angry and despondent as the scale of the pilfering gets bigger. He keeps thinking about the money that's been lost, and I'm thinking of it as a "Well, it's something that could have happened, it's nothing that should have been counted on." Worst is realizing that people he's trusted have betrayed him.
Not a fun night.
I think one could probably cut down on both the sugar and the butter. If one wanted to.
that's like saying one could cut down on the breathing. If one wanted to.
Zen, I think that you need to own your hurt. You are saying that it wasn't a big deal, and maybe it wasn't, but it's bothering you, and you need to acknowledge it and think through it. At least, that's what helps me.
My sister sent me an email from my mother's new email address which is a shortening of her middle name, plus her maiden name. I mean, not just the email address, but the name expanded. This is why Google+ is bogus. Because that's totally my mother, as is her first name + married surname. They both equally identify her to me.
My thumb is still fucked up. Weirdness.
Zen, I think that you need to own your hurt. You are saying that it wasn't a big deal, and maybe it wasn't, but it's bothering you, and you need to acknowledge it and think through it. At least, that's what helps me.
Alas, thinking through it has only made me more hurt and angry. I see no solution.
It's 2:30am, I'm drunk, and I'm going to bed.
Alert the media.