Say goodbye to Eagleton, kids. Say goodbye to Segway tours and Swarovski crystal oranges, to crepes at town hall meetings and scones in jail and retorts lovingly crafted by GB Shaw. It was only a matter of time before Eagleton’s excesses (they had Michael Bublé on retainer) pushed the town to the brink of an epic financial disaster. (more…)
“I promised myself I was not going to cry tonight, and I’ve already broken that promise five times.”—Chris Traeger
Leslie and Ben got married last month, you guys. They did it. Those crazy kids finally did it. In the 26 days since Leslie Knope symbolically disappeared and became Leslie Wyatt, or Councilwoman Mrs. Ben Wyatt tied the knot, I’ve moved into a new apartment, job hunted, job interviewed, job found, and spent far too many hours on the phone with our cable provider (BECAUSE TV IS IMPORTANT). But I’ve also made time to flail my way around this episode with absolutely no composure whatsoever. It’s been my night light. I can’t try to talk about it like it’s normal, because Leslie and Ben are not normal. They’re extraordinary. And they had an extraordinary wedding.
And these are the five* times I cried about it.
*give or take a hundred (more…)
It’s official: the wedding of the millennium has it all. Friends, waffles, and work. Or waffles,friends, work. Doesn’t matter. In any case, THERE WILL BE A WAFFLE TOWER AT BESLIE’S WEDDING, preferably layered with whipped cream. And obviously each table will have its own extra whipped cream, and obviously there will be prizes at the bottom of each can, which together will form a set of clues and riddles, each more elaborate than the last, and get excited, future husband, I just planned our whole wedding. (more…)