I have nightmares all the time (Yay, traumatic childhood!) Usually it's shark or zombie-related, but my two most recent ones have been about a) my husband having to go to jail for something he didn't do, and b) being stuck in a car with my mother while a panther tried to attack us. (I've been reading and watching a…

I've ordered from both Modcloth and eShakti. I'm 18/20 and also fairly busty. Modcloth has gotten much better about having plus sizes in recent months - more variety and cuteness. One caveat - in their sizing, I'm a 3x/4x, whereas in stores, I'm a 1x. If you go the eShakti route, you're pretty much guaranteed to get…

I would definitely check with the vet, because it might not be the beginning of the end, but she still might have something that's bothering her. As for not losing your eyes, there are cat grooming wipes you could try using on her, instead of giving her a bath.

My husband and I were in a long distance relationship for four years while I was in college. We did a lot of the same things Lword suggested - talked regularly on the phone and IM at scheduled times and made arrangements to see each other. (For us, it was at least once a month, since we were within driving distance of…

I don't see that you did anything wrong. If you paid for the flights, it may as well have been two separate trips. Maybe your coworker doesn't understand that the fundraising money only covered expenses related to the registration and hotel stay in South Africa, not your flight or anything related to the Europe trip.…

As another 30 year-old lady, I say DO IT! You're not too old for a small does of whimsy.

Yep. Full-time job, part time job, and one grad school class per semester. SO. TIRED. But I'll be done in Spring 2015!

When I was in college, I came across some pretty awesome Hermione fanfiction where she has moved to Italy, opened her own experimental laboratory for blending magic and hard science, and rode around on a Vespa.

Oh, socks! I buy them ALL. THE. TIME. Because my dryer has a sock-gobbling monster and I'm always losing one of the pair and even if I buy nothing but black socks, they're still all different lengths and thicknesses.

THANK YOU. I'm so sad that the fedora's good name has been sullied by trilby-wearing d-bags, because I actually really dig fedoras.

Ha! My mom is an OR nurse, too, and she also liked to tell work stories during dinner when I was growing up. I can eat through pretty much anything, but not that.

True. My husband is really good at it, but it still makes me uncomfortable. All I can think about is mouth bacteria, and I don't want to be like, "Hey, will you stop and go brush your teeth first?"

Um. . .

Seriously, he's singing about being confused about what it meant to be gay when he was a little kid and how he grew up and realized stereotypical signifiers of sexuality (being good at baseball vs. drawing) don't measure up to the human experience.

Yeah, I don't really get it, either. Maybe I just live in a particularly homophobic area, but a musician proclaiming himself a gay ally doesn't really seem like a calculated move to sell more records. There are a bunch of tweets in the article above about how "the gays" are disgusting, so I don't think more straight…

Aside from the fact that I expected him to be wearing a trilby at all times, he looks pretty much exactly how I pictured him.

Ooh, have you read We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves, by Karen Joy Fowler? It's a little hard to describe without giving away one of the central surprises of the plot, but basically, it's about a family dealing with the aftermath of a tragic situation involving one of the young sisters.

When we moved into our new house, my husband fixed the toilet by himself. I'm not talking about replacing the handle mechanism or something simple like that - I'm talking wrenches and hacksaws. I was super impressed, because I was ready to call a plumber. I think it's not just competence, but the fact that he was…

Yes, this is the best. My husband works nights, so when he comes home, the cats jump out of the bed and run to meet him at the front door. I like waking up to the sound of him talking to them. "Hey, guys, what have you been up to? Yes, I know. Are you hungry?"

My husband isn't a big smiler or laughter. Not that he's always grumpy or anything, it's just that he's usually deep in thought. When he does laugh or smile, though, it's always completely genuine, and I love it. I also like it when he looks comfortable - rumply hair, hasn't shaved, maybe wearing pajama bottoms and a…