Buttering a scone? FOOTBALL ON YOUR PHONE.

USA Today just made you the happiest sports fan ...ever.  For football on your phone, and for the Manning brothers' epic grand slam video.

Although, every stylist ever is probably highly offended by the Justin Timberlake curls (circa 1998) and Adam Sandler's Little Nicky hair slick.

I'm not.

My dad is a huge Giants fan.  Please refer to this picture:

This isn't really my father.

Yes.  That huge.  So I sent him the video and he got all excited and had to make it viral with his buddies.  I swear I heard him giggle on the phone.  I start shooting him quotes:

Me:  Buttering a scone?  FOOTBALL ON YOUR PHONE
Dad: What does that mean
Me:  Watch the video!
Dad:  I will but the audio was not on

...we'll have to work on the generation gap.

#JUNIORYEAR

JUNIOR. YEAR. ANTHEM.

Don't fight the feeling.

Single is...eating fro yo for dinner every night.

You know you're single when:

• Fro yo is a dinner staple.  Topped with enough brownies and maraschino cherries to qualify as a well-rounded meal that Michelle Obama's food pyramid would hail.
• Your evening routine consists of the Fro Yo dinner and an episode Netflix...a series that has at least 5 seasons to keep you through 1-2 weeks.
• Nobody argues with your Netflix series choice
• You understand this feed completely: thanks buzzfeed
• Your bank account is actually in the green
• Now your friend's friends are trying to set you up with someone great they know
• You buy seven bagels on a Sunday because your household has: four ladies, three gents
• You say "eff that" and still eat two bagels.  SUCKAS.

I'm definitely not a Nascar fan. But when I am, I melt for David Stremme.

Ow owww!

Ugh, my hometown heart is bursting.

Saw that pic during my morning Facebook peruse.  Mr. Stremme was taking the Genessee Brewery Tour - holla atcha!  Not only do I love beer, but I desperately adore the Genessee Brewery.  It's a pride/Upstate roots thing.

Digging the dude.  Digging the car.  Hometown rep-re-SENT!

Marc Jacobs hates Camel Toe so hard; so he's made a special shield for us ladies.

Bring back your Bump-it and slap on the SmoothGroove.  Party is ON.  I have an aversion to spandex - between bulges, camel toe, and cheddar...it can get  Like.  You see a lot of goodness at the gym, in the grocery store...it's customary to throw up a leg in your bathroom and check out your fancy to make sure it's NOT. VISIBLE.

Marc Jacobs, I have a lot of questions for you, sir.  This is everything that I've been waiting for this past decade and will no doubt save many-a-retina.  But somehow, knowing that this gem is on the market does not make it available to those in need.

Here's the scoop:

"SmoothGroove resembles a small rubber shoe horn and attaches itself to your underwear with the help of tiny Velcro dots...

It's made from a medical grade polymer which moulds itself to the contours of the body; it contains an antibacterial agent, so it is safe"  [telegraph.co.uk]

Have you heard the song by Fannypack - "Camel Toe".  It's the shit.

We started playing that at The Gym a few years back.  Excellent iTunes find; truth in every rhyme.  So from Vajazzle to Camel Toe, 5am has had it covered.

This is Marc Jacobs.

Adulting: How to become a grown up in 468 easy(-ish) steps

I was doing the usual morning web-peruse with Starbucks in hand.  Stumbled upon this is a great find.

Why?  Because, yesterday it dawned on me that I am not really taking 26 well...like, not at all.  That quarter-life crisis that we joked about at 25?  Well it's happening now and it's very real and I have not been awesome to be around.

I could complain and compare til the cats/cows come home.  But it's an unattractive, gross stage and time to be over it.

So, without further ado...

This is So Completely Accurate:  http://adultingblog.com/

Jamming right now. So hard.

Time to sit back and groooooove baby.