As a therapist, here are my two cents: If you don't feel like you've connected with her, pleasepleaseplease don't feel bad about seeing someone else! Not all therapists and clients mesh personality/counseling style-wise, and that's totally fine-the important thing is for you to feel comfortable sharing things with…

Call her. Be insistent. Or find a new therapist. You're worth the time, seriously. I know it's hard to tell yourself that, and it's easy to downplay your own issues (I do it all the time, so I know). But you're worth it, and she owes it to you, at least out of professional courtesy, to make time for you or refer you…

Dear people who do not wash your sheets regularly because of washer/dryer restrictions: buy more sets of sheets. Every few weeks, take your sheets off and throw them in your hamper, or on the pile of clothes on your floor or whatever, and put new sheets on. Wash your sheets when you do everything else. Honestly,…

Yay! Doggies almost always do so much better with a buddy to play with. And mad props to her doggie stylist for getting that perfect bouffant so fluffy and symmetrical for her big debut!

Yay!

Look at them frolicking! Welcome to the White House, Sunny. As a little sister myself, I'm totally on your side if you and Bo get into fights.

I'm just happy to be on a plane headed for adventure. Many people have never had a proper vacation. Keep this in perspective, please. That said, I was bumped to first class once. It was the best 45 minutes of air travel I've ever had.

This is one of those cases where the big bucks spent by the folks in first class or those frequent flyers who get upgrades really does trickle down. Airfare is tons less expensive than in the glamorous days of classy air travel that are tiresomely idealized. If you want a cheap ticket ( I sure do), than stop grousing…

So, I'm a designer and I worked with a creative problem-solving team on this very problem, so I have some insight. This has nothing to do with class warfare or shaming or anything like that: airlines struggle mightily to sell premiere tickets (business and first class.) Very few people, even the wealthiest among us,…

a lot of photoshop here... not photography.

It never gets old. Literally.

Am i the only one who misses photos shot with technical skill and lighting know how? i miss photos taken before everyone photshopped the piss out of their images with impossible lighting and lens flares out the wazoo. I know they're still out there but it seems like all that gets love on car sites is shit…

By the power vested in me by the Black People Totally Secret Hideaway Club of the Midwest i hereby confirm that those are "black people shoes." You are owed 3000 cool points to be paid retroactively.

I fish. As a fisherwoman, I require a tackle box. Now, I could have gone to Cabelas and spent a ridiculous amount of money on a new one, but no, I had my mom mail me my pink Caboodle from high school. It's huge. It fits all of my lures, my knife, my line, etc. plus it has a mirror. Even my husband is jealous because…

fuck that- I want a bright pink one with SPARKLES!

The thing that really pisses me off is pink scuba gear. Wtf is up with pink scuba gear? Red/pink are the first shades of color you lose underwater & pink stuff looks like crap at depth, like a muddy, ugly mess. Blech. Plus, I hate looking like a cheap, gross free-food-night-at-the-bar hotdog out of the water. Just…

For some reason I'm reminded of the episode of Law & Order that was supposed to be the J. Lo./P. Diddy club shooting incident where the fictional J.Lo. was carrying fictional Diddy's gun in her purse for him.

I hate like hell that I had to do it, but I bought one of those little sets with the pink tools in it in hopes that my son would stop stealing my damned hammer. Little derfwang is outside working on a buddies car and he says "hand me that bitchin' pink wrench" and I knew that my hammer was eventually going to wander…

I cannot understand why more men don't carry bags. (I am a woman, and I call mine a bag, because that's what it is, and it's large and not remotely fancy, and I hate the word "purse.") It's the height of utility. I'm sick of having my male friends make me carry their shit like a fucking pack animal just because I'm…

Pink tools have an unexpected side benefit: