Absolutely.

Yeah, but you run, therefore cold forces you to exercise. Excellent! More cold = more skinny! The science works. ;)

Trust your gut, then be decisive. If you are going to go, go early, and have a plan. Good luck!

Oh damn kids, so easily befuddled...
I recall the day my daughter, about 2 years old, dragged out my foot spa and shat in it, thinking it was a potty. Le sigh.

"Likely does not matter"? Nice assumption. Our "flushable" wipes go into the feminine hygiene bin for exactly this reason, and we don't use them at home - if there's that much mess, they get hosed down in the bath instead.
(We use the flushable wiped instead of the baby wipes because they are actually cheaper here, but…

Wanna swap lives for a year? You'll have to be a provincial housewife in the antipodes, with a mostly absent husband, but you will get to go to the military balls.... SO much glam. Expensive, bank breaking glam.

Take it! It's yours, with my compliments.

Exactly. Like Thatcher said, "power is like being a lady... If you have to tell people you are, you aren't."
Overt displays of rudeness just show you are losing control of a situation.

I need these. My knees are gross from kneeling (no, not THAT kind of kneeling, the scrubbing, toddler chasing kind) and I'd love to have some socially acceptable knee pads for daily wear!

My four year old would wear this to bed and have mermaid dreams.

If this is going to be a popular silhouette, I'm figuring corsets are on the way back in too.

I would wear this every day.

Being polite, and having manners, is just behaving in a way that makes other people feel comfortable.

I have a wide variety of wiping implements in my handbag. It comes from having abnormally adventurous and naturally filthy young children. I have baby wipes for dirty fingers, flushable wipes for filthy bottoms, a damp, bagged flannel for sticky faces, disposable tissues for epic snots, and a couple of lovely hankies…

I have a wide variety of wiping implements in my handbag. It comes from having abnormally adventurous and naturally filthy young children. I have baby wipes for dirty fingers, flushable wipes for filthy bottoms, a damp, bagged flannel for sticky faces, disposable tissues for epic snots, and a couple of lovely hankies…

What? That is INSANE.
Are they going to put it back again the second week of January?

Oh, I hear you. I loved zumba when I went with my mates, but then I moved and the closest class was near the uni. It was FULL of French speaking ballerinas and lithe, coordinated twenty year olds. Far less fun.

My husband just spent a whole bloody year's worth of gym fees putting together his own home gym so the opening hours suit us. I didn't realise I didn't like other people in my gym, but now I won't go back. It's awesome! The only guy perving and making lewd comments when I squat is the one I married, and there's no…

I fell off the spin bike for three sessions in a row. Yup. A stationary bike, bolted to the floor, in an air conditioned room, with no traffic to dodge, no potholes, no weather....
Should've worn a helmet.

The women only section at my old gym was labelled like the rest of the equipment: "legs"....."chest".... "cardio".... "women"
Just another stop on the road to a well balanced physique.... ;)