I'd love to say that despite this week's setbacks I behaved calmly, appropriately and with wisdom.

But that'd be a lie.

In fact, in the middle of the week, I was so upset that I turned to my sister and said, “Can I say something I don't mean?”

“...sure,” she responded, hesitantly.

“I hate you,” I said.

I recently overheard them discussing the idea of Nick keeping some work clothes at Russ’  place, just in case he ever needed a change of clothes. I told them that the day Nick has a “drawer” at Russ’ they officially need to change their statuses on Facebook to “It’s complicated.”

To Whom It May Concern,

A little bit about me:

-I floss on a regular basis

-Although I am legally an adult, Madonna and the Jolie/Pitts are currently engaged in a legal battle over who gets to adopt me

-I work best under pressure, with little preparation and against all odds

I'm hosting my first thanksgiving this year.

While its not as sexy as i dreamed—decorating the table with my fiance as my new engagement ring sparkles in the chandelier—I'm very excited.

And stressed.