My elementary school changed their “donuts with dads” and “muffins with mom” breakfast fundraisers to a single “pastries with parents” one for just this reason.

At my elementary school (keeping in mind this was 15 years ago), they had a mother-son baseball game that was roughly the same ticket cost as the girls father-daughter dance event. I agree that this is a bit of gender essentialism and I’d like to see more events grouping by interest over gender, but at least these…

A cafe near me uses smoked gouda on their breakfast sandwiches and it really elevates the simple egg and cheese on a bagel to foodgasm-level.

Same here. He was a really good kisser, which I thought was promising, but went down on me once in 5 months of hooking up and acted like he was doing me a favor.

LDR for almost 3 years now. Last time we saw each other (it was last Thanksgiving, because college and broke and multiple jobs not wanting to give time off concurrently), we got to bang 7 times in 48 hours. It was glorious.

That part is true. Intellectually, I understand why trans* people feel the way they do, about not fitting into the role/body you were given, and how some people might not feel comfortable with either one. Viscerally, it’s a very foreign concept. I’ve never really been or felt “girly”, I don’t know what it would be…

Ehh, still nope. Two bachelors in marine bio and ecology, almost done with a masters in marine science. I’ve been unsuccessfully looking since June, and the boyfriend who’s finishing up his physics degree just got laid off from his electronics manufacturing job.

Ten hours of Post Office service?! That’s a goddamn miracle right there. No excuse not to make it, hell, I’d be so happy to see one that didn’t close at 4.

Matthew 6:5-6 is my absolute favorite bible verse :)

I fucking loved that. And at the very end, she lets the crowd belt out the last “the cold never bothered me anyway”.

My ex was Egyptian and Chilean- his family was *always* checked, and since we met in college, I never knew the rest of them, but he had olive skin, a hooked nose, and dark curly hair. And was named Kareem. Yeah, he was a walking “probable cause” to the TSA.

I’m (to my knowledge, I never knew my sperm donor but I’ve seen pictures and he’s a boring white guy) Irish, Polish, and Italian. Probably a little Native American if my great grandmother was to be believed. I generally go with”Euromutt”.

Burrito Bowl

I’m torn, because I love Chipotle and the commitment to meat that isn’t pumped with enough antibiotics to give us all MRSA. But the anti-GMO pandering of late has soured me a bit. Or the stupid Halloween gimmick of adding “something unnecessary” to your costume because perfectly safe food additives are “spooky”.

I went to a school with 25% international students and there were probably half a dozen Latinas and 2-3 black girls in the formal sorority system. The fraternities were nowhere near as bad, for wherever reason.

My aunt proposed to my uncle on the beach, back in the 80s when that was a bit scandalous :)

34 G, I feel ya

My first thought and my favorite bible quote.

There’s a podcast I love about medical history called Sawbones, hosted by a doctor and her husband. They explain and make fun of ridiculous old-times stuff like drinking Mercury to cure syphilis. The very first episode was about trepanation and the catchphrase at the end of each one is “and remember- don’t drill a…