That photo captures the exact scene that ruined the movie for me. He's wrapped up in his book, and she's staring off into space. You are married to a bookstore owner, shallow American actress, but just lie there gestating rather than doing anything that even remotely suggests that you have an interior life, like READING.
I also hate Love Actually with the white-hot fury of a thousand suns, so.
Actually, it was an animal cracker jar:
Jessica Pan, I do a little chair dance when your name pops up in Feedly, but holy moly, does this sound disgusting. Have you tried Hungarian cold cherry soup?
Thank you, Susan Schorn. This is lovely.
I have a stash of acrylic yarn that I'm slowly turning it into blankets for Project Linus. It came from an aunt who is (1) fortunately still with us but pretty much retired from detail-oriented crafts and (2) also a link in a chain of badass women TCB.
Help me out, young'uns -- isn't a tramp stamp always across the lower back?
@j-i-a Hear, hear! But good for you, Melinda, you badass.
@polka dots vs stripes Pocock! Founded 1911 ... so maybe Pocock is Ford and Vespoli is, like, Tesla? Anyhow, Vespoli, yay!
This is fantastic. Thanks, Laura! And Nancy, you sound like a remarkable person -- I can't even imagine having gone through this and not being even a little bitter.
Incidentally, non-rowing people, Vespoli is the bomb: "my father started his own company building boats" more or less = "my great-grandfather Henry Ford founded a car company."
This is so incredibly sweet, and Esther has so much goodwill built up, that it even warmed the tiny black chip of flint in my heart space.
Creativity works on its own calendar, and I hope yours and the Hairpin's sync up again soon. Happy Valentine's Day/Eve of Half-Price Candy Day!
@HereKitty That was more of a "hey, you're not from VERMONT, are you?" comment, mostly because the tags absolutely slayed me. Good to know, though!