@PrimordialToothpaste Thank you for this blog.
I, a native Georgian, have been told by coworkers that because I don't beat around the bush or go out of my way to schmooze, I'm an honorary Northerner (they say it's a compliment).
Good lord, I had no idea there were 27 books. I read one or two. I definitely remember the kiss on the swing, because I felt self-conscious considering *my* first kiss and dating activities were nowhere near seventh grade.
@Mae Once it was found it could command high salaries....
Aw, my mother puts mayo (actual mayo) in pear halves and tops them with shredded cheese, sometimes on lettuce leaves and with Maraschino cherries and sometimes not. It's not bad, I swear.
*late to party* Yup, that's why prostaglandin blockers like ibuprofen stop cramping but also make you constipated. Haaaate.
On "Maybe I needed to prove that I'm wife material. If he wanted 300 sandwiches, I’d give him 300 sandwiches"
https://twitter.com/PRTejeda/status/382891383604117505 He has a point.
Hello, senior year of high school.
Also, dear Lord, what does the phrase "Half on a Baby" even mean. I don't know and I am laughing hysterically because it struck me as really hilarious.
I feel compelled to point out that the music in the beginning is from the Marie Antoinette soundtrack.
@I'm Right on Top of that, Rose From my outsider perspective, I've done a lot of reading about Mormonism (although it's been a while since the bulk of it was done) and I see emotional blackmail and guilt used to keep people in line. I mean, they do actually shun people, like, turn them out, never speak to them. I mean, it's true I've never been a joiner, nor am I religious, and I don't have a big family, but it certainly seems to be a deliberate system to keep people from getting too independent, making you feel like you're nothing without the support of the group.