My teenage favourite, full-sized poster on my bedroom door.

My 20-year-old daughter and her friends share locations all the time. I do not get it AT ALL.

As long as the word "season"is in every sentence. Otherwise, he would decline.

She's a tortie, but cosplays as a black cat.

My little sister, too. She loved her Blue Jays, and I'm happy but sad right now. (This is the Ottawa Titans because I don't have a Jays picture of he on my phone.)

The Yukon. Mountains and crazy-blue lakes like the Rockies, but way fewer people. Plus a desert! And a paddlewheel graveyard in Dawson City! My first time there in August was a trip of a lifetime.

But all the comments are, "She's great, the reporter was attacking her." Does everyone think reporters are supposed to toss lobballs and let you hit them out of the park?

Now I need to dig up the Lambchop my grandma (or my mom, I forget which) knitted for me when I was a kid. I loved that Lambchop!

Me with plastic canvas kits. "But this one is so cuuuute!"

You do not under any circumstances gotta hand it to RFK Jr

What if its just me and my husband that he gave me as a Christmas present?

I accidentally saw the video earlier and I can't get it out of my head. I can't imagine being there and seeing it in person.