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Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
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Thank you.
Note: This only affects The Nest's community members and will not affect members on The Bump or The Knot.
Re: Don't laugh at me
Long live snoddy little twat.
Please don't forget that I was an unwed teenaged mother. (Nevermind that I was 20. Although now that we're talking about it, please let's discuss how she was sure to mention she's a young mother with barely enough scratch for a $50 costume.)
And I disagree that she only hulks out on child related things. After all, there aren't many opportunities to use Con Law 4evah in a sentence simply by virtue of having a working uterus. She flips a switch when she feels superior. Most of the time, that's child related.
But enough about her. Where do you heifers keep the damned snacks? I'm effin hungry, yo!
Click me, click me!
I gotcher snacks right here.
(I'm going to make these in a bit, I think: http://annies-eats.com/2009/09/08/pumpkin-blondies/)
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
Crispity, crunchity, peanut buttery . . .
These kids better get some damned good candy this year.
Click me, click me!
I'm sorry? Snacks?
no. Grilled chicken. Also, broccoli. The food police have arrived.
You know how we do
last fall I made an amazing pear crisp. I believe I got it from smittenkitchen...
also -- next time I promise to read through so I don't have 400 replies in a row.
You know how we do
But I'll give you a cookie, gpointe.
Don't you wanna one?
Click me, click me!
you think you can get me to call off the food police with cookies?!
why yes, you can actually. Sugar cookies are my favorite, too. I don't care that they're boobs and butts, either. I will eat them.
You know how we do
We have Vicki cookies. Even owl cookies. In case you must have owls. Welcome.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/centerstagesweets/4576212941/