Ask and you shall receive. A brand new installment of Links I Love is here. The perfect supplement for a Tuesday morning. Whether you need a break from work already or just are trying to waste time on the internet, there's so much to look at. With so much available, why not look at the good things? Okay, maybe what I consider to be the good things...

It seems like this year everyone has Super Bowl Fatigue. I get it. Who wants to watch Tom Brady win yet another Super Bowl? It's like Groundhog Day. Just the same thing over and over. Trust me, as someone who lives in a different kind of Groundhog Day scenario, I get it all too well. But, truly, even if you can't get behind the game itself, there's always the commercials and the food. In honor of the big game that will be shoved down our collective throats for at least the next 72 hours, I thought why not make the most of it with five fun things. These things will either enhance your Super Bowl 52 experience or just be (hopefully) entertaining for about 5 minutes.

The best gift guide has arrived. The perfect gifts for sisters from another misters. The person who gives you guy advice you're likely not to take and eventually regret. The person who encourages you to "eat the burger" because life is way too short to keep eating kale. The person who orders pitchers of margaritas because life. Best friends often know things about us that no one else really does. They are there for us when we do dumb things or attempt to stop us from doing dumb things.

I am a dog mom through and through, and people are expected to spend 69 billion dollars on their pets in 2017. No joke. My dog Chloe is incredibly spoiled. She loves to wear outfits especially sweaters. She is an expert at pretending she didn't make a mess when everyone knows she did (how else did the box of Diet Coke cans get knocked over?) And she really hates cell phones because they take the attention off her. Pets have become such a large part of our family that we tend to spoil them quite a bit like they are children.

Being a parent must be rough sometimes. I wouldn't really know. I'm pretty much just a dog mom and I know she's a handful. I mean who else insists would insist on eating their Trader Joe's gingerbread dog treats on my Christmas tree skirt like it's some kind of convenient blanket?Someday I hope to be a parent as scary of thought that is. I look forward to the days I'll be piling on even more things than I already attempt to.

Saying "misters" feels a little strange, but in order to be fair, I just had to create a gift guide for the guys in our lives. Brothers, friends with great taste, or, if you're lucky, a boyfriend or husband. They deserve a little bit of high quality love too especially when it comes to things they may not even realize exist. Let's face it, some of them aren't known for their quality choices, right? This guide is filled with some interesting, unique, and thoughtful gifts. I mean, who else is going to enjoy a chocolate salami or a meat subscription box service? What I've learned in life are boys are pretty complex, but there's a few universal interests.

I was too young to fully understand what my parents were saying when they told me I was gonna be a big sister. I think once I figured it out the family photos of me looking less than impressed holding my new baby sister said it all. But really my sister and I were the only kids around growing up in my family for the most part so we got into a lot of trouble together. We may have had disagreements about who "borrowed" (stole) what from who and she may have been my guinea pig too many times (okay so it was real make up not play make up, mom. Sorry), but I always had her back. No one was ever going to tell her the truth about Santa or let her take the fall for breaking something she never even touched. That's what makes sisters awesome sometimes.

I feel like its such a cliche girl thing to say "I can't believe it's already November!," but I genuinely can't believe it. It feels like literally just a couple of months ago it was New Years Day and I was eating those pancakes hungover in a diner feeling so hopeful about 2017. It's such a bummer to realize maybe I should have set the expectation bar just a little lower so I wouldn't be so shocked it's November