@a Widebrant I get the same, and I'm in Canada. International sadness!
Related: how awesome is this show? I savour it slowly, bite by bite, each week. And I don't even LIKE country music (well... now I do. Sort of. I also really like bandwagons?)
Also related: would it blow anyone else's mind to realize that Deacon is played by Chip from Whose Line Is It Anyway? Oh, little Chip. So much dreamier with some stubble and some srs issues.
@cosmia Just a suggestion from a fellow Canadian lady who will one day prescribe stuff - you should get in to see a family doc (preferably one who doesn't work at a walk-in) and let them know about your woes! There are many generic brands of OCP these days that should be cheaper than $96, and the ones that don't have drosperinone (the stuff that's in Yaz that increases the risk of blood clots from super duper low to a tiny bit less super low) are theoretically "safer" if that might put your mom's mind at ease. And if your doc is clueless, tell them to call a pharmacist (or drop in and have a chat with one!)
FEELING: The one where a Hairpin post succinctly and gorgeously dissects out those feelings that you stuck way down deep at the bottom of your heart and piled to-do lists and old clipped recipes over so you wouldn't have to look closely enough at them to give them names.
HOW TO EAT IT: Swallow more Hairpin like this whole, all the time, please.
@karenb Lifelong Haligonian - just tried saying "scaw-llop" and felt wrong. I think I mostly say/hear "scah-llop" around here.
fun fact: the part of the scallop that we eat is actually its adductor muscle! Its super delicious, great with butter and white wine sauce adductor muscle.
@OhMyGoshYouGuys These Meyer lemon ricotta cookies (really more of a cakey texture given the ricotta) are my absolute favourite things to bake (and a pretty decent way to make friends)!
@Tuna Surprise The Elvis! Peanut butter, bacon and banana sammich. Best.
@fondue with cheddar It's also the largest number with a one-syllable name. Just rolls off the tongue. tweeeelve
@The Lady of Shalott I cried for a whole day once, coming home after a short trip to Toronto. In the morning, while drying my hair. After lunch with my host/ex, while packing and re-packing. On the subway, staring out at suburbia whizzing past. On the bus, hearing the person behind me yell at his brother for seemingly no reason at all. In the airport, receiving a goodbye/thank you text from said host/ex. On the plane, thinking of how little I had to go back to. Getting into my friend's car outside the airport in Halifax, sad to be home but grateful to be lovingly welcomed. But once she dropped me off at my apartment, I had no tears left, and I was ready to tackle my new reality. Being in transit forces you to make an emotional adjustment, from one state of living to another. The catharsis is priceless.