I live in LA, by a sizable homeless population, and there’s probably an incident every couple weeks or so. I wouldn’t say an “attack” - but a verbal incident, or a situation where I’ve felt threatened.

Thank you.

Not “ew.” A small study, but one that can be expanded to see if there are real benefits.

Sure. There was the general treatment of blacks by white people - they way they spoke to them, specifically, and especially within the service industry. There was also a lot of stories and jokes where black people were on the receiving end. Not a lot of interracial couples, and it was pretty segregated, especially in…

Whatever they were doing, South Africa is the most racist place I’ve ever been. I traveled through there for a few weeks, and it made me incredibly uncomfortable. My husband and I kept looking at each other, thinking, “How are people SAYING this?”

I live in Santa Monica, and I just ate frozen cookie dough out of the freezer bag.

Someone in Tucson would do that.

When my parents moved to Tucson, I sounded out “Tuck - son” to their new real estate agent.

I’ve got your worst nightmare. I know people that were trying to get pregnant via IVF and with a surrogate at the same time. They’d gone through years of infertility.

Due in a month, wearing the same leggings every day. Don’t care.

I’ve had pretty good Mexican in Puerto Vallarta... I promise, I have. You just have to look for it.

This makes me want to dig out my ipod and charge it... because YES, this is straight out of my top playlist too.

My father-in-law’s girlfriend speaks baby talk to adults. I want to throw up. She’s close to 60.

Recently, while trying on a dress with my sister:

My husband cleaned the kitchen and left one dirty pot lid on the stove. I walked into the kitchen and burst into tears. He came over and tried to apologize and asked why I was so mad at him. Through the sobs, I declared that I wasn’t mad at him, I was just SO SAD that he didn’t see the pot lid!

Yep. Cried when I saw the Eiffel Tower go dark. Sobbed. So sad for everyone in France.

That’s lovely!

I recently explained the “third hole” to my little sister, who is 11. And then I talked to her about discharge and waiting until college to have sex. (What can I say, I’m a bit of a prude.)

That misspelling of “stab” in Trump’s tweet kills me, and I hate them all.

AMEN! (Also - those clothes are the cutest!)