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I like that name. I’d be happy to see it come back in fashion.

We can only hope Janessa is the last. But it would not surprise me in the least if Jill became pregnant at the same time as Nurie because it ALWAYS has to be about Jill.

C’mon. Lufthansa is the perfect name.

Puddle Jumper is a dog name!

New ideas are scarce in Hollywood. Which might explain TLC I guess.

Nothing will ever top Sam’s diary.

I would totally follow your dog.

They look like bank robbers circa 1930.

I’m so sorry you’re going through that but I think if you’re waiting 2 weeks and not being worked in RIGHT NOW thats a hopeful sign. I hope you will check in as you can.

@jcbrown I want that Stilton shortbread like crazy. Cheese is my happy place.

I think he means it more

I guess that’s what all the lotion is for.

I like how it says “enjoying his freedom” with the implicit FOR NOW unsaid.

I agree. Those teeth and ears are dead giveaways. Those poor children.

I have to say I’m not thrilled with much of the casting of S3. But the worst is Prince Charles. All I see when I look at him is Kylo Ren with bad posture.

I was born in 1951 and was nearly a Barbara but my dad chose Andrea because “Andy is a cute nickname for a girl.” It was quite unusual for the time. When I was young I desperately wanted a more common name (like the rest of my siblings; seriously dad, wtf) but I like it as an adult . And of course there are Andreas everywhere now. Alan Rickman, my forever crush. It’s because of him I got on the internet big time.

They really hate women, don’t they?

I think if Boob predeceases Michelle she is going to do everything in her power to install Josh on the throne. He and Josie are the only kids she gives a damn about.

At the very least please let Boob be required to open up all the skeletons in his financial closet. It occurs to me that real prison is probably the only way to stop the Smuggar baby train. As Picard would say, make it so.

Myrseemi, please. You know Anna.

Hello lovelies ❤️ Just an update here. Was in Detroit about 10 days and, between my brother and other sister and I, we managed all the arrangements and were able address all her belongings at the group home. It was a long and difficult trip and all your loving well wishes really helped me survive it. Thank you all so much. @Jeeves I’m so sorry you lost your furry friend. Something about their constancy and unconditional love is irreplaceable. @Scarlett45 Cancer is evil and bile duct cancer is especially cruel. I’m sure your mom really appreciates having you to support her. But be sure to look after yourself as well. I send you lots of love. @Rescue Mama I hope you are tolerating your treatment as comfortably as possible and that your doctors have a good handle on what will help you. I hope you’ll keep us updated as you are able. @EVS Know that I’m thinking about you. This time of waiting for results is incredibly difficult. Been there. They’ve made a lot of strides in lymphoma care, so if it comes down to that I wish you the very best of care. Much love for all my prayer closet cohorts!

Sacrilege!

Ooooh, I really hope it’s the tax evasion and money laundering because that’s almost certain to snag Boob too. I really need to see that cocky asshole go down.

Finally have a moment to check in. Trigger warning for unpleasant medical details. (I need to learn how to make a cut) Also possibly not up to my usual standards of grammar. We lost Katie Monday and buried her today. I didn’t make it home in time. When I heard how bad things were I knew there was a significant chance I wouldn’t, so before I left Minnesota, I called the hospital so I could talk to her. The ICU nurse very gently reminded me she was in a coma and I said I know but I also know that underneath the coma Katie is still there and I know she’ll hear me. (I felt the same way about Mom’s Alzheimer’s and you will never convince me otherwise.) She very kindly held the phone up to Katie’s ear so I could say everything I needed to say: that she was loved and she was safe and that I was so glad she was my sister. I got a call from my brother while I was still battling my way through Chicago. He and my other sister had met with the resident, the cardiomyopathy had started setting in, her feet and hands were turning purple from lack of oxygen and it was also running up her hip and neck. They gave her a two percent chance of surviving and that would be with amputations along with considerably more brain damage than she had endured her entire life. Just no. I told him to not let her suffer just to wait for me. So mom’s partner was called, the cousins that were close, and everyone one gathered to be with her. I had just cleared the Michigan border when my sister called to let me know that the machines were gone and it was up to Katie how long to continue to breathe. And I said, sing her something. I come from a musical family; singing is everything to us and especially Katie. And so they sang her Leavin’ on a Jet Plane and a few moments later she was gone. I am so grateful for all the love and support you’ve shown me. You are all so kind and loving; you mean the world to me. I will never abandon the prayer closet but I don’t think I can read about the Duggars anymore. I’m so angry. Katie was dealt a very difficult hand between epilepsy and her cognitive/motor impairments. It was a little life that she was granted but she met it with honest cheerfulness and gratitude. And I have no more patience for people who accept all their advantages as their due and throw it all away to live like sheep. (Lauren, I challenge you to walk one mile in my sister’s shoes and still be a whiny attention whore. Just one.) Probably not forever, because there is a lot of wisdom on these boards and in time I may not be able to stay away. When/if I do, it will be for all of you. Truly love you all. ❤️❤️❤️

Friends, I am on my way to Detroit; my sister is in critical condition. Any thoughts, vibes, prayers would be gratefully received. I hardly know what to hope for. She’s been increasingly ill the last year or so with opportunistic infections. I don’t know how much strength she has left. I mostly just want to make it in time. But she has surprised us before. (We are, as a family, incredibly stubborn.) I wouldn’t say no to her surprising us again. This is so hard.