An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation


I’m in New York for a conference this week, and when I packed my bags I realized I don’t own a pair of dressy pants. I have tons of skirts and dresses, but zero pants. Not a problem because I work from home, but when…


For dinner. All I am going to say is that this was the first time in four days that she ate dinner. In the name of avoiding constipation, AMEN.